Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1401. No! ! ! ! ! ! 2/1/2009
1402. Tête-Bêche 2/1/2009
1403. Ramblings For February 2/2/2009
1404. What Could It Be **** 2/3/2009
1405. As Petals Open *** 2/3/2009
1406. A Poly-Valentine 2/4/2009
1407. V-Day Overseas 2/4/2009
1408. Packing Cases Of Farmiliarity 2/5/2009
1409. A Pyridoxine Dream 2/5/2009
1410. Staking A Claim 2/5/2009
1411. Missed You 2/5/2009
1412. Gone** 2/7/2009
1413. Sealed 2/7/2009
1414. Walking With You 2/7/2009
1415. Twiggy 2/8/2009
1416. Destiny ** 2/8/2009
1417. Well........... (No Haiku) 2/8/2009
1418. Well, Well, Well...... 2/8/2009
1419. Tis 2/8/2009
1420. One Life To Share 2/6/2009
1421. For Henner 2/6/2009
1422. With Child** 2/7/2009
1423. Outback Crime 2/9/2009
1424. Thrill Me With A Beep 2/10/2009
1425. Panic At The Station 2/11/2009
1426. Kooka-Burra Happy Valentine's Day 2/11/2009
1427. Of Ladders And Fate 2/11/2009
1428. Mrs. President 2/12/2009
1429. Mein Valentine 2/13/2009
1430. We Touch 2/14/2009
1431. Rubbers 2/15/2009
1432. Come Closer Now 2/15/2009
1433. Wishes ** 2/15/2009
1434. How Many Sleeps 2/15/2009
1435. Her Death 2/15/2009
1436. If I Were A Bird 2/15/2009
1437. Cloak N Dagger, Aussie Style 2/16/2009
1438. A Walk In The Rain 2/16/2009
1439. Torn 2/16/2009
1440. An Accidental Rediscovery 2/17/2009

Comments about Herbert Nehrlich

  • Michael Witkowski (1/21/2005 8:37:00 AM)

    Dr H
    You are not a published poet but lewd-lecherous and arrogant.
    Above all you have racist sentiments Germans had about Poland before World War Two and some still have,
    So climb off your high horse
    I bet your doctor title is a fake too

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  • Kim McInnis (1/17/2005 8:28:00 PM)

    I wanted to thank you for your comment. I was pretty upset for a couple days, but I thought a lot about what you said, and you're right - it's not fair to the many talented poets on here that I can pass off thoughtless scribbles as works of art. I thank you for your honesty and hope you don't give up on me yet - I need the criticism to grow.
    To comment on your own work, I'll be truthful and say I haven't been through all of it - a nearly impossible feat in a mere couple of days - but from what I've seen, not a word of your glowing reviews is untrue. The praise of a sixteen-year-old probably isn't worth a penny to you, but I do mean it. Your wit and honesty is refreshing.
    Respectfully,
    Kimberly

  • Amberlee Carter (1/14/2005 1:05:00 PM)

    What can I say that hasn't already been said? in one way or another.
    It's nice to see some who can write on many different levels, such as writing with a quit wit and clever charm, to writing about love and life in a serious way.
    It's a talent, one which most people even so called ' poets' today don't have....I'll be reading your work for a long time to come.
    Always,
    Amberlee

  • Anne Leaver (12/19/2004 6:40:00 PM)

    Just a quick note to thank you for your encouragement. Little by little, I look through your work here - I'm awfully glad you're writing, and ths forum is, for me, a wonderful medium for 'publishing' and for collecting the ethos of the aspiring poet world. Let's continue!
    Anne

  • Darrell Rohling (12/16/2004 9:51:00 PM)

    Mr. Nehrlich,

    Thank you for the amazing body of work you offer. Clearly, you are a poet's poet. I; ll keep reading, too. And thanks for your own kind words offered to me recently.
    djr

  • Pradeep Dhavakumar (12/16/2004 12:33:00 PM)

    Liked most of your work published over here.Hard to think that your not professional! .

  • . . (11/12/2004 12:23:00 AM)

    Herbert,
    I read all of your poems (finally) and I love them all. Even the one in German. Althought it is off the beaten path of the others.... :) Anyway, I just wanted to applaud you on your amazing talent. Perhaps you could manage to write a poem for the 'lonley hearts club'. Thanks so much for the interesting reads! !
    Take Care....

Best Poem of Herbert Nehrlich

.....When I'M Sixty-Four?

I hope your hands
will always be for
me to hold.
And, if they are
a trifle sweaty,
would you mind
to overlook
this sign of
rampant joy?

I hope your eyes
will always be for
me to love.
And, if they shed
a few shy tears,
so would you mind
I kissed them all away?

I hope your ears
will always be for
my own words.
And if they're sparse
at times or casual
would you mind
me whispering
sweet nothings -
all day and night?

I hope your smile
will always be
just waiting
to shine on me
with ...

Read the full of .....When I'M Sixty-Four?

Bloodshed

I had to close the book of mankind's history,
it told of many wars, of bloodshed and of torture,
describing in disturbing but extensive detail,
how one can split a skull and full-grown man in half,
right down the centre of his hapless, useless being.
As if he'd never mattered or deserved to live.

So many years and so much blood was spilled,
that fertile fields bore witness to man's greatest folly.

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