Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1641. Wombat Stew 6/28/2008
1642. The Linguist 6/24/2008
1643. For Tara - The Girl Of His Dreams 6/28/2008
1644. Caveman 5/13/2008
1645. Mary's Gators 4/29/2008
1646. An Irish Lass 12/9/2006
1647. Ewigkeit 5/3/2007
1648. Goethe Translated Prometheus 5/31/2006
1649. Goethe Translated Harfenspieler 5/31/2006
1650. Dicks 10/8/2006
1651. Sardines 4/24/2006
1652. French Cheese (Children) 7/19/2005
1653. Jungle Hypnosis 8/9/2005
1654. Surface Tension 2/1/2006
1655. The Gay Wedding 12/23/2005
1656. Ham And Eggs 9/19/2005
1657. Infracaninophile 2/25/2009
1658. The Bird Got Run Over 1/28/2009
1659. Keep Writing Poetry 8/11/2008
1660. Primary School 7/3/2008
1661. Soap Bubbles 7/15/2008
1662. Rilke Spaziergang (The Walk) 7/29/2008
1663. True Aussie Racism 9/21/2008
1664. Pout 12/12/2008
1665. An African Blessing For Easter 4/8/2007
1666. The Farmer 8/4/2005
1667. My Abs 12/7/2006
1668. The Fall Of Rome 2/8/2007
1669. The Tonsil Streptococcus 11/8/2007
1670. Putin Limerick 5/4/2008
1671. Frivel 5/1/2008
1672. Pots And Pans 6/28/2008
1673. The Pharmacist 3/9/2007
1674. Zum Geburtstag 5/31/2005
1675. The Linden Tree 9/13/2005
1676. Methane Gas 12/4/2006
1677. Thoughts By Eugen Roth 4/28/2007
1678. Translation - Poem By Hilde Domin Bitte 7/4/2007
1679. Happy Grandma 6/28/2007
1680. It's The Sickly Season 6/29/2007

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.

  • 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.

  • 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!

  • 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.

  • 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)

    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?


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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