Herbert Nehrlich

Rookie (04 October 1943 / Germany)

Wetzlar - The Turks - Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

It was cold in early December,
and so frozen their little feet
I have sworn to forget to remember
it's at night, in my dreams, that we meet.


Comments about Wetzlar - The Turks by Herbert Nehrlich

  • (4/28/2006 4:37:00 AM)


    I don't understand the background to this, Herbs. I still detect a huge sadness in here, though.
    Love,
    Gina.
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  • (4/27/2006 6:57:00 PM)


    Yes so true it can become cold defending your piece of turf, is that where the term
    cold war was born

    AJS
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  • (4/27/2006 6:31:00 PM)


    SO simple, yet very good............... (Report) Reply

  • (4/27/2006 6:28:00 PM)


    Loved this - especially that 3rd line.
    Hugs
    Anna xxx
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  • (4/27/2006 5:52:00 PM)


    Forget the Turks when you wake to a brand new day,
    but never....forget your Turkish Delight.

    (sorry about their frozen little feet)
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 27, 2006

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 20, 2010


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