Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

2321. Letter To Lily 3 8/18/2005
2322. Morning Has Broken 8/18/2005
2323. Time? 3/24/2006
2324. Letter To Lily 8/17/2005
2325. Terrier Gap 8/16/2005
2326. I Am Your Piper 4/20/2006
2327. Tepidity 2/2/2005
2328. Thinking Of Jodilee 6/24/2005
2329. Little Fibs? 4/23/2006
2330. A Pile Of Leaves 4/22/2006
2331. Wakey, Wakey 11/10/2004
2332. Working Sucks 5/15/2005
2333. Joy Flight 5/18/2005
2334. Eve Of Life 7/20/2005
2335. Forget-Me-Not 7/19/2005
2336. London 7/21/2005
2337. Drops 10/12/2005
2338. The Avian Flu 10/13/2005
2339. Perfect Stranger 7/18/2005
2340. What Is It? 12/1/2005
2341. Smoke Machine 2/6/2005
2342. Hello, Travesty... 6/10/2005
2343. My Shadow 12/11/2004
2344. Phobia 1/11/2006
2345. The Business Of Religion 1/8/2006
2346. The Believer 1/9/2006
2347. Mother 5/8/2005
2348. Spark Of Death 1/17/2006
2349. Chance Encounter 1/20/2006
2350. Disappointment 2/4/2006
2351. The Diet Book 2/8/2006
2352. Flight Q 124 2/14/2006
2353. Death Of Another Soul 12/30/2005
2354. A Stroll 12/30/2005
2355. Poets 1/1/2006
2356. God's Weeds 1/23/2006
2357. Beamed Back 1/1/2006
2358. Little Heini 1/23/2006
2359. Rhyme Is Not Dead 1/23/2006
2360. The Ignorant Rose 1/5/2006

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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