Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

London - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It rang again just now,
you think it's her,
or just a fluke at 3 a.m.?
Maybe we should,
and quickly now
try that toll free one
again, but then
our line will be...
busy, and if she rings!
Go next door dear,
ask if we can borrow
their mobile.
And I will wait
right here, and pray.

Comments about London by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (7/21/2005 11:06:00 AM)

    Powerful...Good one! (Report) Reply

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  • (7/21/2005 8:37:00 AM)

    This is the poem which seems effortless but is packed with heavy duty emotion and says so much in so few lines. Extremely well done, Herbert.

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  • (7/21/2005 6:16:00 AM)

    this hits at the uncertainty of the horror of not knowing where loved ones are captured by herbert nehrlich a gentleman poet and english master of both the long poem and short power piece a wordsmith and character and true friend

    Warm regards allan
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 21, 2005

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