Haikus - A Small Collection Part B Poem by Herbert Nehrlich
Haikus - A Small Collection Part B
Poor advice may be
what can be had for pennies.
A real bargain.
I asked my cousin
to hel me with the whiskey.
He brought the ice cubes.
One should only drink
to celebrate the living.
The dead are sober.
Some folks search to find
their self-confidence through love.
Others the reverse.
A pleasant silence
pre-supposes a rapport
between two people.
Many a pale man
get unwanted attention
through their wives' colours.
Each portrait will fit
precisely into a frame,
though sometimes loosely.
While Trojan horses
don't suffer from bowed tendon,
they get distension.
The man who rescues
the weeds in his garden
may be bi-polar.
Big-breasted women
who wear brassieres from Paris
don't speak the language.
A head that's swollen
will be a bigger target
for sudden showers.
The herpes simplex
can make its nasty blisters
without announcement.
A small clitoris
gives rise to a condition
of frigidosis.
Recurrent fever
recurs and has been labelled
as Relapse fever.
Important people
sometimes refuse to divulge
their real status.
Some people slam shut
all manner of doors and then
fret about closed doors.
Man who like mirror
often see no other man
who stand behind him.
The pain of others,
observed with some compassion
demands no treatment.
Quick aid is given
not to the ones who suffer
but to the yellers.
Luck is similar
to what is called bad fortune.
We need to tame it.
A date with luck is
a matter most important,
we must be early.
A healthy lifestyle
may be a strong foundation
for future illness.
Those who are unwell
regard the terms of freedom
from their perspective.
Only death may be
an absolute in vivo,
all else is simpler.
Today all illness
is unimportant simply
because of money.
Doctors also die
of all the same diseases
as do their patients.
Some healthy people
do have a lifelong craving
for a kind illness.
The local doctor
succumbed to a strange illness
inspite of being.
'the dead are sober' what a great line..... like these....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 5:19:21 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This is an interesting haiku Herbert. I think that it has to be admired for the dedication to form that is shown, whilst at the same time transporting that form into an area that is not associated with it. This reads as a narrative told in Limerick fashion, obviously not the structure but the narrative is definitely that theme of a Limerick. It flows really well, as it is a very relaxed structure: The wording is not beautiful (as is the norm with Haiku) but the aesthetic of it is humorous, and this, at first reading, seems to suggest a lack of seriousness about the subject. But that is to forget that this is a poem where form and content are inextricably linked. It is as in the field of musical composition (and this has a musicality of its own, a very western one) it is as operetta is to opera, in that the former takes from the later and presents a different type of work. I don't know if that makes sense to you, but that is how I see it. I enjoy this Herbert and you should be congratulated for what you have created. And from the Laureate of the Medical profession as well!