Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

1961. A Potpourri Of Everyday Rhymes 3/1/2006
1962. Holy 2/23/2006
1963. A Limerick Collection (26) 2/22/2006
1964. Sunrise Is At Seven ! 2/21/2006
1965. Heisenberg 3/13/2006
1966. On Abuse 3/15/2006
1967. Choisir 3/16/2006
1968. Happy Birthday, Andreeeeeeas! 3/5/2006
1969. The Tent With The Broken Zipper 3/6/2006
1970. Prime Time 3/4/2006
1971. A Risqué Lullaby For A Resident Poet 3/3/2006
1972. What The........? 3/4/2006
1973. Words 4/11/2006
1974. Erotic Dreams 4/3/2006
1975. Saddam's Poem 4/6/2006
1976. Maupassant Dit 12/23/2005
1977. Gypsies 12/23/2005
1978. About Origins 12/21/2005
1979. What? ? ? ? 12/22/2005
1980. A Very Happy Birthday For Jerry Hughes - Poet Extraordinaire 12/22/2005
1981. Money For Heaven 12/23/2005
1982. The Jumper 12/21/2005
1983. How It All Began 1/9/2006
1984. The Stage Poet 1/12/2006
1985. Journey 1/13/2006
1986. Weinstein 1/15/2006
1987. Shame 1/15/2006
1988. Mother's Day 5/8/2005
1989. Gasses 1/8/2006
1990. Home Alone 11/20/2004
1991. Goldilocks 1/6/2006
1992. For My Hawk And Playmate - To My True Kindred Spirit - Part Iii 11/9/2004
1993. Do Earwigs Have Hair? 12/12/2005
1994. Outback Soul 12/11/2005
1995. For Kelly Mcg. 1/20/2006
1996. Vintage 12/28/2005
1997. Santa At Paddy's Pub 12/18/2005
1998. Ascorbate For Cancer 1/27/2006
1999. Pluck Those Flowers? 1/28/2006
2000. Asses 1/25/2006

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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