Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Agent 30-Seven - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It all came back to me, the fright of a tsunami
a wall of water found its way around the bend
where I was hiding in a house of origami
outside of reach for you, my trusted darling friend.

But waves that kill and maim the innocent at will
engulfed me gently and I rose to see the sky,
I got to meet you just once more by the old mill
to pledge an end to any thoughts of a good-bye.

I dreamed a dream last night, I climbed a mountain peak,
and saw below the rusted ruins of bygone days
it soon was clear that I prefer a tongue-in-cheek
to foot-in-mouth, which makes for awkward polonaise.

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  • (11/6/2007 1:38:00 AM)

    Herbert your last couplet is superb. And completes a dream of a poem. love, Allie xxxx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 5, 2007

Poem Edited: Friday, April 22, 2011

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