Herbs 'n Planz
Biography of Herbs 'n Planz
Herbs ‘n Planz was born from within the raging belly of the Forum pages of PoemHunter.
Fertilised initially from ‘quick fire’ responses from
Emancipation Planz and Herbert Nehrlich – creations continue within the ‘spirit of spontaneity’ and all poems collaborated span the Pacific Ocean divide of Australia and New Zealand.
Often crafted within a couple of hours of an afternoon or evening …. We invite you to enjoy our ‘rawness’ and / or look further at our individual pages on PH, as:
Herbs 'n Planz Poems
On lazy days... Uncombed, you become a bed of country wildflowers and I imagine...
Twas a sans-souci day with sounds of no say all about tree swinging and giggles of play along came a leprechaun tall in the ears he juggled with laughter till he burst into tears.
Tonight … know this. your heart
Pi’s Incantation (A Forum Rebuttal)
Today… I spun poem trim in the lean of revolving doors pace caught in cleavage air chopping as pi
The Sneak Of Curiosity *
The sneak of curiosity I do truly love, slip sheets all around me as a satin glove. To unveil one must take sheets off with care,
Heart, crosses and almond eyes stares Tis time for breakfast and kind finger cares Buttercups, roses and counting down sleeps for when special meets special, life turns sweet.
Rebuttal Strokes (On Forum)
Tonight... A crash I hold in the palm of my hand Disappear I say.. it goes by command! ! !
Warmth And Waves
You swamp me in your sudden gush, hot steam strikes, my pot arises, rosé shades, as pale skins flush, odd crescendo, no disguises.
Of Chestnut Trees And Naked Knees (A For...
Tonight... she will come and meet me at the chestnut tree, whose leaves are changing
.....The Wedding Of Mardi Gras And Panto...
When Mardi Gras wooed Pantomime they danced through all the streets, the gods, whose Credo was the time sent fireworks as treats.
Packing Cases Of Farmiliarity
Packing Cases Of Farmiliarity We have a small garden, it's a picket fence patch,
You... are the settling of my morning now the scorch where fire brands in signals
Thou Shall …
Today.... I want to be your undergarment. Stay close to you all day. Picnic in your mossy field
Flowers sent by memories Tastings scent my tree, God make us into honeybees then you can fly to me.
Said the Pope you descendants from apes
come in various colours and shapes.
We protect and we serve
while you do have a nerve
to taste Sauerkraut even in grapes.
He was speaking in Munich last Spring
it's where gnomes and Black Forest elves sing.
All the locals drink beer