Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

2921. Weeds 7/17/2005
2922. Biology Lesson 4/28/2005
2923. About Dipples 1/16/2005
2924. The Killing Of Terry - Without Mercy 3/29/2005
2925. Nigger Malcolm * 6/21/2005
2926. For Angie Mae - My Favourite Canadian 3/5/2006
2927. The Inheritance 2/15/2005
2928. One Day In The Life Of Jc 11/24/2005
2929. The Pile Of Poo 5/26/2005
2930. Wake Up With You 7/14/2005
2931. Carnal 3/18/2006
2932. Haiku 77 8/9/2005
2933. The End Of Robert 4/7/2005
2934. Rhyme 8/20/2005
2935. End Of War 8/20/2005
2936. Messages 12/10/2005
2937. Thirty-Eight C 1/3/2005
2938. A Death Notice 9/20/2005
2939. The Little Poet 9/27/2005
2940. Steve Irwin - Crocodile Hunter 9/4/2006
2941. Cat Among The Pigeons 4/28/2005
2942. Dracula's Wanderers 7/17/2005
2943. Techtelmechtel 6/25/2005
2944. What Price Kindness 2/10/2005
2945. Today's Bd Poem 10/4/2005
2946. Jesus 4/27/2005
2947. A Weak Spot 2/20/2005
2948. Beetle Crap 2/25/2005
2949. Haikus From The Confucius Series -3 6/12/2005
2950. Appeal To Emilie 8/21/2005
2951. Overboard 2/1/2005
2952. Beating Father Death 2/23/2005
2953. Are You Leaving? 3/12/2005
2954. Teardrops Of Yesteryear 4/15/2005
2955. Kindness (Children) 6/8/2006
2956. The Mousetrap 3/11/2006
2957. To See Venice And Die 9/16/2005
2958. Frog In The Log 9/22/2005
2959. Stuffy Nose 2/20/2006
2960. My First Teacher 7/29/2005

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?

God Says

'Twas early morning at the Holy Vatican,
the Pope was making rounds of his small kingdom
Most of the rooms were lavishly appointed
with oriental rugs on all the floors and walls,
and golden trinkets for few eyes to see.

The smell of freshly roasted coffee from the kitchen,
and many cooks in culinary mode,
they stepped through solid portals now, with fourteen locks,

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