Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1721. H.B.P. The Twenty-Seventh 8/11/2005
1722. Mark Kingmountainfry 5/11/2006
1723. Pantyhose Puzzle 5/11/2006
1724. No Rose 5/12/2006
1725. Christmas - A Bit Of History 12/3/2005
1726. Transitory 7/17/2005
1727. Haiku On Fluoridation 10/25/2005
1728. Le Monde 10/23/2005
1729. The Dual Priest 9/27/2005
1730. For Allan Whose Poems Would Buy............. 9/27/2005
1731. My Old Schoolmate 3/23/2005
1732. The Dental Gummibird 10/2/2005
1733. Fred B. 9/23/2005
1734. A Cranka 9/23/2005
1735. Intuition 1/24/2005
1736. Class Excursion 12/7/2004
1737. Whispers And Murmurs 6/28/2005
1738. Spiderman 9/25/2005
1739. Death In Clover 9/25/2005
1740. Position Of Deputy Governor 9/19/2005
1741. Hazel Eyes 9/23/2005
1742. Yolinda's Depression 9/19/2005
1743. Naomi Bird 9/20/2005
1744. Yellow Ribbon 11/19/2004
1745. A Soldier Returned 7/27/2005
1746. Gutters And Downpipes 7/27/2005
1747. Checking Out 8/7/2005
1748. The Concert 12/12/2004
1749. The Alcoholic Of Sylivania 7/22/2005
1750. Memories On The Eve 5/7/2005
1751. Rebirth As Lipstick 2/21/2005
1752. Poets (Haiku) 6/15/2005
1753. Haiku Variety 6/15/2005
1754. A New Dilemma 9/12/2005
1755. Happy Marriage 9/12/2005
1756. Healthy Advice 11/18/2005
1757. Echos Of The Heart 6/23/2005
1758. The Promised Spot 1/1/2005
1759. Jungle Tears 1/11/2005
1760. God, Is Charlie With You Now? 4/3/2005

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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