Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

2321. The Madness Of Trying To Be A Poet 11/1/2005
2322. No Asylum 9/11/2005
2323. Nothingness 9/11/2005
2324. Mrs. Hodmenivascarhelicutashepuszta 4/10/2005
2325. A Righteous Death 7/11/2005
2326. Haikus (German) 5/31/2005
2327. Confusion 9/8/2005
2328. Time Must End 9/5/2005
2329. Fiddling Figures 5/5/2005
2330. Your Question About Poetry 7/24/2005
2331. Cheap Wine 1/19/2005
2332. Tropical Storm 7/21/2005
2333. A Poet 6/18/2005
2334. Moths 10/15/2005
2335. Only For You 10/15/2005
2336. But For The Grace Of God 10/15/2005
2337. Lack Of 11/14/2005
2338. Gina Again 11/14/2005
2339. Escape To West Germany 11/15/2004
2340. This Christmas 12/5/2006
2341. My Birthday Comes Twice 12/7/2006
2342. Turkey In The Freezer 12/4/2006
2343. From My Attic Vii 10/12/2006
2344. Balls Of Fire 7/12/2006
2345. Backseat 7/12/2006
2346. Is It A Shame? 5/27/2006
2347. The Test Of Loyalty 5/20/2006
2348. Margot 5/19/2006
2349. Of Walls 6/19/2006
2350. The Telegram 6/16/2006
2351. The Suffocation Of Mr. Heimlich 6/15/2006
2352. Defeat (Haiku) 6/4/2006
2353. Two Unicorns And A Rose 5/31/2006
2354. A Question Not For Me 8/4/2006
2355. Happy Birthday Alison 8/5/2006
2356. Consequences Of An Unkind Cut 8/14/2006
2357. My High School Choir 8/17/2006
2358. I'M Back, Jack! 9/1/2006
2359. Crocodile Tears 9/4/2006
2360. The Fool From School 8/11/2005

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?


To visit you was our treat,
my older brother loved you.
Though from the moment we did meet
you thought I wasn't up to
the standards of a first-born son
whose name was true tradition.
Yet you allowed us to have fun
and Opa took us fishing.

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