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").
The Hypnotic Induction
...and as the fragranceof the pussylillies begins....to intoxicate you, warming.....as it does, your nostrils......relaxing your cheekbones,your..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hun
He could not be an addict, that he knew.So much pure selfishness, worn on the skin.He saw the world as something of a zoo,the one they built a wall..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hucksters
They'd come at dawn on Saturday,with plastic vats in giant trucks.Tall men in overalls sprayed mistonto the trees and in the grass below.The meadow..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hoverer
...then something snapped inside my head,of all the lights the green ones went.And dimly flick'ring orange glowwith hesitation, drifted inand brought..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hospice Nurse
'You have been', said the matron'assigned to Valhalla Hospice,you'll like it there, I'm sure.No one will really ever bother youfor very long, you..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hive Behind The Hood
There is no need for speed,I pull it slowly, dragging likeup from the base, a thing of need...is there a finger in the dyke?Moist fragrance leaves an..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hills Of Tara
In my dream I was in the Saharaan offspring of the Tarahumara.She declared my heart deadwas it something I saidwhere the Boyne river flows through to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Hex
The night before I left the moon had gone,it was as if raw forces of my pasthad now combined to rip and tear the maskoff my pale face, and thus..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Herbalist
An old and wrinkled herbalistwas working in the morning mist.He took great care to not disturba poet whom he knew as Herb.A herb's a plant and not a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Heated Fellow (By Rachel)
The envelope is ready-madeOf plush and moist velour,Prepared for any stalwart raidOr beckoning allure.Interior slick and very warmCaressing every..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Healer
He had what you'd call healing hands.An aura seemed to cling to all his cellsinside and out, as if it were anchoredto the flesh and bones, deep..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Haywagon
I sat, just turned thirteen,in honour of advancing age,the promise of maturity,stout reins in handsthat had, with pride, acquiredred calluses and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Halloween Dentist (Re-Post)
The town prepared for Halloweenthe likes of which no one had seen.The candy shop was selling lotsand little babies in their cotswere salivating on..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Halloween Dentist
The town prepared for Halloweenthe likes of which no one had seen.The candy shop was selling lotsand little babies in their cotswere salivating on..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Guillotine
Early hours, at the square,comes the ox-drawn wagon, loudly.The condemned, his head shaved bare,with his priest and bible, proudly.There is the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Groom From Fiji
It was confirmed at last,her beau, a Fiji Indian.Came from an ancient lineof cannibals. No kidding.His hair was coarse,a flattened, big-nostril..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Grizzly
'Twas the first light of Dawnat the Hundredmilehouse.As I stifled a yawn,donned my camouflage blouse,grabbed the rifle and ammoand mentioned to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Grisvolds And The Tide
The Grisvolds settled on the coast,they were rambunctious, more than most.The ocean played all day and nightwith waves of foam in God's own light.But..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Greenie
A frog, dark green, sat in the gutterand waited for the frightened flutterof insects native to these parts.He heard, that evening, just farts.He had..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Gourmet
How dull a life you lead dear maidenno meal is great unless well-ladenwith fats and butter, spirits strong,they will convey life's genuine song.And..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Godly Smile Of Agony
He'd kept his eye on her,the dominant would guardthe goings on, day inand for the rest of timehe'd listen to the soundsof shy erotica..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Girl From Molokay
My sweetheart is from Molokayher hair is fiery red,she was a prude and asked me whyI'd want her in my bed.I said, my dear I need to knowif there's..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The German Pope Likes Sauerkraut
The Pope, at his inaugurationwas speaking to the silent nation.Surrounded by twelve microphoneswhich would record all local tones.There is a problem..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Geezer *
It is always that old geezer who will beat me to the park,whether 6 AM or 5 it matters not,even darkness won't dissuade him (well, I whistle in the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
The Gay Wedding
It always is the cortisolin times of stress and strifeit lives at the magnetic poleand stirs the faithful wife.Some call it winter's ageless..
© Herbert Nehrlich