Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Six Brave Men

Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

JUMP! ! ! !
We were actually,
-No Shit-
going to do it.
Six of us,
on a tower.
Above the clouds,
in a Focker,
modified but noisy.
Fear was palpable.

Inaugural? .
It mattered little
what name you chose, it was
and remained to be
our first jump.

If you normally take laxatives or
other expeditors
you owe yourself
the experience.
It's hair-raising
and very loose.

Packed our own shutes.
Chewing gum
with a vengeance,
ear-popping prevention.

'Sergeant....I don't think..',
feeble coward,
what a disappointment
I am.
Was that liquid
or just from the pinto beans?

'No, I won't' is beginning
to take hold.
SHIT is the word that is
closest to becoming
widely accepted here.
In its human origin,
by all concerned.

'Yes, sarge, just
give me a minute...',
you say with him
standing behind you,
so reassuring, so smooth.

'tell me about
how you packed it',
he teases me
and distracts my
alert little Amygdala.
And then....................
he pushes me out the door.
quick and hard.

It opens after some hours
and the pants stay clean.
And, when you land
there is just one question to ask:

Comments about Six Brave Men by Herbert Nehrlich

  • Herbert Nehrlich1 (11/26/2004 6:19:00 AM)

    There is an expression in German describing this fear and how it impacts on the decisions in the descending colon, it is called 'Ich habe Schiss' (I am about to shit myself) and there is a real connection there. Remember my Grizzly poem which is also a true story (but I wasn't a participant) .So, that explains the loss of bowel and bladder function in people about to be executed....

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  • Lenchen Elf (11/26/2004 5:14:00 AM)

    Crikey H, watching my Tinkerbell Like Daughter doing a jump was enough to avoid a need for colonic irrigation (hoorah!) . Why? , why not: -)(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 26, 2004

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 14, 2004