Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Same Time Next Year - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

I'd sent it to you, longhand mostly,
forgetting that you would prefer
the English version, blow me down,
had spent a week to translate all
into the Kaiser's language, on my own.
Same time next year it said, a catch, no doubt
I dreamed to take the worn out path, of course,
the very thought was like a shot of straight morphine,
but you, in sober mood, you ruled the damn thing out.

Well, I shall go each year and sit there sipping ale,
there's cable and the papers full of news,
perhaps some year I shall come back to tell the tale
when she dropped in and said, good day mate, my recluse.


Comments about Same Time Next Year by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (11/11/2007 3:38:00 AM)


    You can write the shorter poem and have just as much word power i sense your
    gazing into past love, dwell for a while then continue your poetic journey

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  • (11/11/2007 3:20:00 AM)


    Love the way you rhyme. I draw a blank when I try. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011


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