Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Dew - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A voice of substance,
to pierce gray cirrus clouds,
a disobedient angel
dismissed by God
for carnal acts,
'twas morning then
and cold on earth.
He sat within the shade
of ancient junipers
and dreamed.
When, silently
a dropp of silver dew
bequeathed an urgent stir
and, like a butterfly,
she came.
It was the welcome nectar
of her hot desire.


Comments about Dew by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/15/2006 6:29:00 PM)


    Tough titties, I say.

    H
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  • (4/15/2006 11:19:00 AM)


    Come on Herbert you can get eject a better one out of the can than this.

    Sid John (Disappointed)
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  • (4/4/2006 4:24:00 AM)


    A sensuous picture of nature at work in every sense. I'll take it, Herbsy.

    G.
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  • (4/3/2006 11:03:00 PM)


    disobedient angel, GREAT POEM, WELCOME BACK................. (Report) Reply

  • (4/3/2006 10:49:00 PM)


    HN, Good to read you. Hope your world is well. Bill Grace (Report) Reply

  • (4/3/2006 10:16:00 PM)


    And ' within the shade
    of ancient junipers',
    she slept at ease,
    yet only till,
    the gasping, ...
    of his next breath..

    Beautiful poem. :)
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  • (4/3/2006 10:16:00 PM)


    A GREAT PIECE OF POETRY HERBERT SO WELL SAID WITH SO FEW WORDS

    WARM REGARDS AJS
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 3, 2006



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