Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Iceberg - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It is as if a mother
who gives birth
at night, upon an iceberg
and then drowns.

And then expects the newborn
to survive,
which all depends on
whether ice can nourish
human life.

And so it is with some of us
who love,
who want to own the object -
for their pleasure.

Who do not show a hand
but wear a glove,
and never ever will they
truly know:
One first must learn
what's written in the sand.

Say YES to love,
that's how you make it grow.

Those words are written in the sand forever

Comments about Iceberg by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (11/24/2004 6:29:00 PM)

    Actually, I threw my lie detector off the cliff some time ago.That was when my love detector unceremoniously alerted me.... And I am certain I won't have to jump after it.Your comments are very kind and infrastructures aren't wasted on you.

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  • (11/24/2004 1:49:00 AM)

    True word's herbert, so true better to be like you say but, i always take my trusty
    lie detector with me now just for a bit of insurence, that is just me

    A thoughtful poem
    warm regard's allan

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 14, 2004

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