Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

2441. His Little Secret 12/15/2005
2442. Spill 12/20/2005
2443. Border Easement 7/10/2005
2444. Mona Lisa-First Love 9/5/2005
2445. Revenge 9/5/2005
2446. Climate Does It 8/6/2005
2447. The Boys 2/11/2005
2448. Coincidence 8/18/2005
2449. Muesli For Brekkie 6/23/2005
2450. Where Did You Go? 11/21/2004
2451. Quisling 11/19/2004
2452. Fluids 4/23/2006
2453. Switch 12/13/2004
2454. Sleep My Lovely 4/22/2006
2455. Desert Games 9/10/2005
2456. Bloodshed 2/2/2005
2457. Oz 2/20/2005
2458. The Border - 1962 12/11/2004
2459. Expatriation 10/29/2005
2460. Renaissance 3/28/2006
2461. Civil Tongue 3/3/2006
2462. Heist 3/4/2006
2463. A Joke From Israel 3/13/2006
2464. A Freckle Remembered 2/26/2006
2465. Morning Solitude 2/23/2006
2466. Another Betrayal 4/17/2006
2467. Bonjour Vengeance 4/20/2006
2468. The Breeze 4/4/2005
2469. Sunday Afternoons 6/26/2005
2470. The Haywagon 4/11/2006
2471. Zimbabwe 6/5/2005
2472. Bird Flu (Haiku) 10/20/2005
2473. I Am 12/11/2004
2474. Iceberg 11/23/2004
2475. Cheeky 12/11/2004
2476. Kraut Stereotypes 5/28/2005
2477. Tree Thieves 11/20/2005
2478. Cookies 10/5/2005
2479. Mademoiselle In The Blitz 9/12/2005
2480. My Computer Wizard 10/3/2005

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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