Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Herbert Nehrlich Poems

3041. Mississippi Limerick 8/24/2005
3042. A World Of Shadows 4/20/2005
3043. Heaven 5/21/2005
3044. A Visit To The Pension Office 5/3/2005
3045. A Feather For Poverty 7/12/2005
3046. P/H Blues 3/7/2006
3047. Pipsqueak 4/17/2005
3048. Some Limericks 4/19/2005
3049. You Speak I Answer 8/11/2005
3050. Schlappi 4/12/2005
3051. Breast Cancer 5/18/2005
3052. Rebels Fall 2/14/2005
3053. Kindness 4/9/2005
3054. Desert Flower 9/30/2005
3055. Angels 12/10/2004
3056. Roaches That Stab 2/6/2005
3057. A New World 3/3/2005
3058. Saturday Mornings 11/28/2005
3059. Milking Aunt Hulda's Cows 9/3/2005
3060. She Is No Poet - But A Poem 4/9/2005
3061. Hook, Line And Sinker 9/28/2005
3062. Warfare 5/13/2005
3063. An Old Fart 6/9/2005
3064. The King Brown Snake 11/7/2004
3065. A Taste 12/3/2004
3066. On Rod Mckuen 7/1/2005
3067. Respect 10/8/2005
3068. Twist In The Black Forest 6/28/2005
3069. Patient-Assisted Suicide 10/6/2005
3070. For Max And Sally 10/1/2005
3071. A Future (Haiku) 5/12/2005
3072. I Must Go Now 1/18/2006
3073. Hiders Under The Pillow 2/25/2005
3074. 1961, And Later (Haiku) 1/19/2006
3075. The Smell Came Back 2/16/2005
3076. Adieu 10/29/2004
3077. A Bad Poem (Competition) 12/15/2006
3078. An End 2/21/2005
3079. A Bird Named Johann Wolfgang Von G. 8/4/2005
3080. Aunt Hulda 2/9/2005

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.
    Respectfully,
    Kimberly

  • 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.
    Always,
    Amberlee

  • 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!
    Anne

  • 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.
    djr

  • 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)

    Herbert,
    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

Soccer

I always have liked soccer.
Such a rough game.
Such skills required.
And popular.
Hometown watching,
on Sunday morning.
When one day,
I found that I needed
to withdraw.
It was the honourable
thing to do.

Read the full of Soccer

Oma

To visit you was our treat,
my older brother loved you.
Though from the moment we did meet
you thought I wasn't up to
the standards of a first-born son
whose name was true tradition.
Yet you allowed us to have fun
and Opa took us fishing.

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