Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Belinda
Today I actually found outthe name of her, she ranthe beach in opposite directionand always smiled a sweaty smile.But when she switched last..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Behind The Old Mill
Purple heatherby the old mill,the waterwheelturning impatiently,it never rests.We play,pale childrenin rags,sharp stonesblue glassand..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Before Breakfast
I will shun prophylactus as it must be the fleshthough you sneered at the cactus with its bristles so fresh.You may fondle and smother all the parts..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beetle Is Better
I have always had a thing for beetles,conceived by Dr. Porsche way back then.Don't you just love the sound,the boxer huff and puff, a cough of..
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Beetle Crap
A beetle shat upon my eye,while I was sleeping soundlybeneath my favourite willow treeit was an act of love.A blink did free the greenish puttyand as..
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Beer For Danny
Now getting back to you dear Dan,all beer is subject toa well-laid blueprint and a planand then it pleases you.Drink up my friend, time flies too..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beer
For those of you who like their beerI'm writing what you need to hear.The vitamins B-six and twoare present and so good for you.A bit of substance..
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Beep - Beeep
A line of cars - about nineteen,had stopped behind me.No obstacle was to be seen,you ask 'why should this line be'.My trusty phone lets out a beep,a..
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Beef Stroganoff
^There once was a sheila named Sigh,she did try, she did try, she did try.But the words never cameso this middle-aged damejoined the crowd known as..
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Becky
I grabbed her then,in drunken stateamongst brave men,the night was late.One hand aroundher gracious neck,a well-formed mound,a nametag 'BECK'.I..
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Beauty And The Beasts
Ach wie gut dass jeder weissdas ich wirklich Zato heiss.Und dass Busen und auch Hodenhaengen manchmal bis zum Boden.Busen soll man doch mehr..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beating Some More
There was no doubt about it,the horse was truly dead,yet men with wads of doughstood near the creature's shrunken head.One could not really tell..
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Beating Father Death
There once was a fellow named Barthe declared Father Death to be artwhen the knock finally cameand death called out his namehe said, please, just one..
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Bears
There once lived a grumpy old bearwho had silver and very coarse hair.As the bear had grown biggerthey all called him a niggerand this name he was..
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Beans
There once was a lady of means,she was thrown out of New Orleans.Had no money nor skillsand a need for green pillsshe would eat only Mexican..
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Beamed Back
I woke with just a twinge of shameyour face had smiled inside a frameat me, your Mona Lisa eyeswere young and fresh and, oh so wise.The picture hung..
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Be There
I hold you tight my love,across the violent sea.They've gone to certain hell,sunk like a wounded shipthat rang its final bellwhile lightning from..
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Be Strong, My Child
You pain has reached the depthinside the inner core.It drives you mad and wildbe strong my precious child.And like flesh-eating germsthey nibble at..
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Be Still My Heart
I look at you, no words are said,your cheeks take on a tinge of rouge.Moist lips now speak their silent words,come closer, and they whisper more,the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Bauernweisheiten
Wenn der Hahn kraeht auf dem Mistschlaeft der Bauer oder er frisst.Schnattern die Gaense und alle Entchenmachen die beiden Fisematentchen.Gibt's auf..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Battle Of Wits
A man who, tired but awakecame to the shore of Deerhorn Lake,his wife could tell he had not caughta single fish. When he had boughtthose lures and..
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Bathing
She invited me, (all into bathing) ,though my mother had words that were scathing,when I cleaned her with careboth our bodies were bareand the ending..
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Barytone For You
The sun awoke to warm our skinthere, huddled in the tulips, you and I.I kissed your throat and then your chin,and heard from you tradition's..
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Baptising The Hemi
It is a godforsaken shamethat I have found no proper namefor my new sweet with her big heartwho is a real piece of art.So, early yesterday I..
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