Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Two Faces - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

My alternate face,
including the nose,
is, in any case
(and I say this for those
who don't know me as yet) ,
just a shade more at ease.

When the two of us met
in a midsummer breeze,
we disliked each other,
really, hate is the word.
Although brother to brother,
recognition was blurred.

At a loss to explain
this discrepancy now.
It is really a pain
that I can't figure how
the two faces could blend,
as this ought to be done.
We would both, in the end
re-unite into one.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 6, 2005

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