Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Idiosyncrasy - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It was a sorghum field,
the drought had done its thing,
until the final vital drop
had gone into the atmosphere
abandoning the emus and the 'roos.
A spot of shade, it had been saved
due to a trickle from the water tank,
so green it looked a bit obscene
a bed of sorghum straw had been arranged,
where all of us, the ones who count,
were resting weary bones tonight,
a Southern moon reflected off the tin
so dry it had not seen a dropp of rain in years.
But not a care was present in our camp,
as limbs were intertwined and simply nude,
it was the ambience of a different world
where idiosyncrasy had taken on a meaning.


Comments about Idiosyncrasy by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/23/2006 2:52:00 PM)


    I can almost feel this desert land, Herbs. Likewise, I can almost smell, touch, and taste the skin on the intertwined limbs, and see that single, lonely patch of greenery. Sensuous and rich.

    G.
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  • (4/23/2006 11:21:00 AM)


    Some really great use of wording in this, Whilst I do not entirely understand its true meaning there are still aspects of this that are very enjoyable for the reader,
    Love Duncan
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  • (4/23/2006 6:19:00 AM)


    Thank you Sandra. I think we may have what we once had, and keep it. Forget convention.You have always been my special Chiffon Shakespeare to me.

    Love, Herbert
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  • (4/23/2006 6:13:00 AM)


    I do so much love to read your work. I re-read 'Sandra' and did have between us there a moment of sweet embrace and shed a tear at what we once had. You are still and will always be my friend...10+, as always, my love. - CS (Report) Reply

  • (4/23/2006 4:36:00 AM)


    Oasis in the desert. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 23, 2006



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