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").
An Early Night
Silence has arrived,in all the chambres,pillows are fluffedand there is barely a hintof the softness of down,a distant memoryof Yolanda, the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
An Early Haiku - For Linda Ori
For Linda Oriwhose birthday coincidethwith the Berlin Wall,A Happy Birthdayand may you always write suchterrific poems.
© Herbert Nehrlich
An Ailing Spider
A spider suffering from arthritisand fulminating balanitis,had spun a net five metres wide.If past experience is a guideit should catch insects..
© Herbert Nehrlich
An African Blessing For Easter
May the Lord bless you.May he fill your feet with danceand your arms with strength.Bless your heart with tendernessand your eyes with laughter.Your..
© Herbert Nehrlich
An Act Of Kindness
He noticed her expanding vand wondered whether it would beconsidered one man's sacrilegeor woman's greatest privilege.No answer was inside his mindhe..
© Herbert Nehrlich
An Accidental Rediscovery
Life can be fluid in its depth to soulwhether a mountain of flame, a light of petrol.Burning or erosion leads to clean up of newas brilliance of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Amore
A mouse, grey-coated, cute and malehad eyed an elephant's long tail.He had been horny for some timeand was prepared to risk the climb.The elephant..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Amnesia
Remember to forget to remember,that day of tristesse in November.Akin to the mood of the sunthis can never be truly undone.So do not forget to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
American Thanksgiving
Down by the Murray River's banksI rest and send our giver Thanks.Oh do I miss that Yankee feastthe turkey or a different beastup on the table bending..
© Herbert Nehrlich
America, The Good Neighbour
It is time that I speak up for what they call Americafor a people not appreciated much,they are generous to all and help the needy near and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
America The Powerful
America the powerful, defender of the meek,around the globe you fight the crime, democracy you seek.You did not shy away at all, from roasting all..
© Herbert Nehrlich
America Is So Much Bigger......
As desperation really strikesMcCain and comrades, well the likesof what has bled this country dryby looking earnest, aiming highare scheming how to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
America - You Can Do It (And You Must) !
America you beautifulyou only have one chance.You need a young and potent bullto bring you renaissance.Old geezers cannot walk the walktake this from..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Ambush
He backed in such a funny wayI froze due to the fear.There was a wiggle and a swaythe whiff of Polish beer.He said, a voice of no regretthat life..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Am Pranger
Am Gartentor haengt eine Zwiebelund auf dem Dach, gleich bei dem Giebelein Spatz mit grauen Federn sitztes regnet grade, und es blitzt.Die Tuer geht..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Am I Too Bold My Love?
May I be bold my love?You said yourselfwe ought to not hold back.It came to me the other night,do you recall,you stuck your digitwithout warningin my..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Always
She said it, yes she did.One little word for me,which would, and couldwrap peace and harmonyaround the two of us.No one will ever know,that ALWAYS is..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Altruism
I asked Diogenes the other daywhat is the measure of a real man.He smiled and said, inquire if you mayabout misfortunes of your neighbours, if you..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Alptraum
Under the mistletoe,a hundred yards belowKing Ludwig's castle,she lay, mortally woundedand moaning softly,among the Southern Birch.She had..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Alligator In Your Tub
When the waters recededthey returned to their home.After all the excitement,the stresses and the uncertaintythey found enough kindnessinside their..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Allan's Lost Sex Poem
Late at night, he didn't looka Tweed Heads man, a likely crookclimbed up the downpipe with his legsand stole the poem about sex.He took the page and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
All Of You
I like the chemistry of you,your physics and biology,each molecule must bewhat others only dream of.And when I sleep I do imaginebeing inside your..
© Herbert Nehrlich
All Of Me?
Oh, what a dream!You drooled all over me.You couldn't getenough.And I of you.You held my hand.Your lashes scratched my cheeks.Bare legs were touching..
© Herbert Nehrlich
All Mine
I never claimed to bewhat modern man would call content.A spirit raw and freea stranger to the word repent.You showed your cards to me,and stood..
© Herbert Nehrlich
All Grown Up
A kiss on the cheekis an insult to me.It is not what I seekor desire to be.I am now fifteenand a real wise guy,I can get real meanand don't care..
© Herbert Nehrlich