Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1841. Desert Fox 5/29/2005
1842. Spiderman 9/25/2005
1843. Death In Clover 9/25/2005
1844. Position Of Deputy Governor 9/19/2005
1845. Hazel Eyes 9/23/2005
1846. Yolinda's Depression 9/19/2005
1847. Naomi Bird 9/20/2005
1848. Yellow Ribbon 11/19/2004
1849. Toxic Texan, Krazy Kraut And Total Tony 9/13/2005
1850. Six Brave Men 11/26/2004
1851. Renata 1/3/2005
1852. Reality 11/28/2004
1853. Lies 9/18/2005
1854. Schwert 9/27/2005
1855. Rosel 11/20/2004
1856. Breakup And Harvest 9/26/2005
1857. Cleavage 7/23/2005
1858. Free 7/23/2005
1859. Sweet Velvet 7/23/2005
1860. Cute Little Mouse 2/25/2005
1861. The Day She Died 4/26/2005
1862. Ice Gel 7/22/2005
1863. Adam's Apple 9/21/2005
1864. Emmy 9/21/2005
1865. Baptising The Hemi 9/21/2005
1866. Professor Wolf R. 7/23/2005
1867. Lub Yew 11/12/2004
1868. Insatiable 9/16/2005
1869. Thinking About You 12/3/2004
1870. Facts And Factoids 10/7/2005
1871. Hermit 12/12/2004
1872. There 11/30/2004
1873. Protective Custody 12/6/2004
1874. Steers 12/7/2004
1875. Tree Giraffe 4/29/2005
1876. Staying 5/8/2005
1877. Just A Flower? 11/24/2004
1878. The Wealthy Blowfly 5/30/2005
1879. Geezer And The Roach (Children) 5/9/2005
1880. Humblepie 9/12/2005

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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