Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

2801. Haiku Practice 5/1/2005
2802. Say Hi 7/16/2006
2803. For Linda Ori-No Special Occasion 6/30/2007
2804. A Christopher Marlowe Poem 12/6/2007
2805. Wait For Me 9/25/2005
2806. On Stress 1/13/2008
2807. What Could It Be? 7/13/2006
2808. Udders 9/3/2005
2809. Global Vision Charity 4/27/2005
2810. Welcome 1/5/2005
2811. A Great Teacher 7/6/2005
2812. The Perfumed Donkey 5/30/2005
2813. Hate - Mate 4/29/2005
2814. The Village Idiot -Or Modern Political Correctness 4/28/2005
2815. Amore 3/6/2006
2816. Happy Father's Day 6/22/2005
2817. Hopflower Tea 2/20/2005
2818. Ernestine 1/3/2006
2819. I'D Let You Pull On My Strings........ 11/12/2004
2820. Chambre Chaleureux 8/26/2005
2821. Poetry Practice (Kids) 9/29/2006
2822. Assholes 9/25/2005
2823. Wild Roses 3/7/2005
2824. Speeding? Not Me, Officer! 2/15/2005
2825. The Wake 5/5/2005
2826. It's Not Much - But I'M Yours 11/10/2004
2827. Oleomargarine 11/18/2005
2828. In The Markets 1/28/2007
2829. Aspirin 2/27/2006
2830. For Declan 7/13/2006
2831. Short Limerick 9/3/2005
2832. Moon And Sun (Children) 7/1/2005
2833. A Canadian 10/31/2005
2834. Arlene 2/5/2005
2835. A Killing 6/1/2005
2836. Haiku For Number 600 5/10/2005
2837. The New Pope - Who Is He 4/21/2005
2838. Bellbottoms For Ajs 2/21/2006
2839. Lobotomy 10/30/2005
2840. The Rating Game On P/H 4/19/2005

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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