Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Hit Title Date Added
691.
A Turn-On

I know about perception, yours.
you always seem to know
when impulses descend
down from my brain right to the end
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692.
Three Limericks

There once was a poet named Stu,
he would write 'til his fingers turned blue.
When he searched for a rhyme
he committed a crime,
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693.
Poet Of The Day

Today I vote that the great title
of greatest poet goes to Eitel,
Raynette's the name, poems her game
she keeps alive the wondrous flame
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694.
Time

They say it flies.
And is quite indistinguishable
from money.
Just like the tide,
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695.
So What? !

He woke, a bit too early
on that Saturday in May.
And could no longer fight
the smoke-filled fact of
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696.
Delusional

I think the chuckle is all mine,
and if it ain't then nothing's lost
as some of us drink noble wine
and others shudder at the cost
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697.
A Tough Pussycat

They got the job that summer,
house-sitting in the Siskiyous.
Among the Ponderosa Pines
and squirrels, bushy-tailed,
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698.
A Sense Of Justice

A timid boy, that's what he was.
A nerd in school, though into sports,
observing all his hometown laws
but drifting laterally, of sorts.
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699.
Hoolie

She actually isn't mine at all.
Jack Russell Terrier called Hoolie.
Replacement for the one who did
with canine curiosity, while daring fate
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700.
Moulin Rouge

Just looking,
from the window
at puddles
on La Rue
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