Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Cherries - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I see them now, red ruby and engorged,
would there be any way to have a taste.
God made infinity, He planned and forged
He saw a temple of the law of waste.

A taste of ruby red, I've lived too long,
tastebuds are truly dead
I have your song.
Please say HELLO to Fred,

I bid good night to you,
I shall withdraw,
please keep your flying crew
inside my bra.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011

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