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").
Scabbed Over
We've had some space now,time has evaporated, strangelyI had expected to be sitting heremoping about, your name on lipsthat would prefer to 've..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Saying G'Day
The sight of her was just enoughto make him blink, all traces ofthe booze they'd served himso incessantly, Jack on the rocks,did vanish and his face..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Say Hi
A thoughtful message sent in timeis more effective as a rhyme.You see, inside each cluttered mindthere is temptation to be kind.A smile thus..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sauerkraut
And from the land of Sauerkrautcame, blond and blue of eyea man of gestures, keen to shouthe was a giant guy.He pushed aside those in his wayand..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Saturday Observations
Hilarious insults are so rarein my hometown, where genes are purethe word is out that we don't sharenor want an everlasting curebut funny thing..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Saturday Mornings
She liked her Saturdays, of course,as it was family day and she woulddust off her high class shoes,the ones that should have goneinside the coffin of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Saturday Limerick
There once was a man with no soulin his life he saw only one goal.He would stomp, screw and poundothers into the groundbut he dug himself into a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Saturday Afternoon
And George said to Johnlet's blow up all those oilwells,and ride kangaroos.But Tony piped inthat he loved doubledeckers.Would they run on gas.Then..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Satan's Law
Betrayal walkedwith crooked feetin total secrecy,surrounded byits shadow cloakinvisible to me.Amygdala!you have betrayedfor reasons known to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Satan
Needless to say it wouldunder the circumstances beas they all say, a piece of cake.There is no retrospect at all,nor holy-moly as a grand ménagepour..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sardines
Where have you little devil beensaid to her daughter Mom Sardine.You know that all those budding gillsentice strange fish to search for frills.And if..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sarah's Caribou
Sarah was sitting and thinking aloudwhat would she say to the Washington crowd?Sunset is awesome, Alaska is coldwomen must fight for their rights and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sarah P.
It's said that following three days at mostthe fish will smell inside the nose of any host.And age when caught determines the decayI'd say the only..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sarah
She rises, stitching up her hairand gets her favourite rifle,aimed high, into Alaska airand trembling just a trifle.There's Putin, flying off to..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sap
Sap had started runningin the early hours.It was a vain attempt,utterly so.How could one hopefor an escapefrom total annihilationby man-made meansBut..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Santa Sick!
To the children, I note, with alarmthat this year we will miss all his charm.Seems that Santa is illand this Christmas he willbe attending obesity..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Santa Goes Home
Santa Claus who was returningfrom the chimney fires burninghad delivered all the presentsto the workers and the peasants.Reindeer were exhausted..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Santa From Atlanta
I saw Santa in townhe was strangely attired,in a surgical gownand his spirits seemed wired.As the snow came down quickerfrom a wintery sky,there was..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Santa At Paddy's Pub
A snowflake tumbled from the skyand landed in a reindeer's eye.The reindeer was in lead position,the navigator for their mission.For just a second he..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sandra Osborne (Cs)
There are, in life those little thingssurprises, shocks and visions,and now and then a thought that stingsdemanding quick decisions.As for myself, I..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sandra
I met you, Sandra on a bumpy roadwhen I was strolling through a field of poetry.Was passing and surrounded by much muffled laughter,while flowers..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Sandmen (For Brats)
The sandman came, on sandman's shoesand almost woke me from my snooze.He sprinkled sand into my eyesand waited for the sun to rise.Most folks assume..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Same Time Next Year
I'd sent it to you, longhand mostly,forgetting that you would preferthe English version, blow me down,had spent a week to translate allinto the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Salvation
A nation, full of bumbling sheepcannot have promises to keep.The wolf though, coming to the doorgets rid of morons, keeping score.A wolf is darker on..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Salty Canyon Caves
It was a silent move,felt as a gentle stirand pointed to the gate,a portal freshly mownand cured by brinethat seeps at timesin memory of awe.No..
© Herbert Nehrlich