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").
Treacle
And as dawn breakswe shift, yawning,stretching tingly limbsand as a shy farewellto the warmth of our cheekswe watch in awe, and stirbeneath purple..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Travel
They'd sent my cases to the city of Helsinkireducing me to one pyjama and a Hainesshe thought I was Australian and kinkyand tied around my ankles..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Trans-Oesophageal Echocardiogram
Poetry is when you can puta camera down the feed tube,call it TOE for trans-esophagealand then you look at the heart from behind.It'll tell you a few..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Translation, Rilke Die Erblindende (Losing Her Sight)
She sat there, like the others, having tea,it seemed she held her cup a different way,not like the others, it was clear to see.She smiled, it almost..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Translation Rilke's Herbsttag (Autumn Day)
Lord, it is time, a lengthy summer ends,so throw your shadow onto sundial clocks,as I await the forest winds you send,command all fruits to ripen..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Translation - Poem By Hilde Domin Bitte
Immersed into the waters,washed,and soakeddown to the fibresof the heartby the Deluge.The wishto occupy the landthis side of tear-filled bordersis of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Transitory
They said that she was old,her puckered lips remindedof the sphincter muscle,all velvety, pursestring, and pale.Feline with, I suppose, nine..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Trainstation
I see you, standing in the station's light, my mothera frigid wind blows, cruel accomplice of the nightyour loving arms hold tightly now my little..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Trainstation
I see you, standing in the station's light, my mothera frigid wind blows, cruel accomplice of the nightyour loving arms hold tightly now my little..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tracks
Snowflakes fallin silence.As not to wakethe beating heartof Winter Wonderland.All rabbits do appreciatethat foxes leaveclear tracks.So, if a hareis..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Toxic Texan, Krazy Kraut And Total Tony
Alarming research showsthat baby boys bornto mothers exposed tophthalates hadsmaller penisesand wanted to play withtea sets and dolls.Other signs..
© Herbert Nehrlich
domesticity, fracture, turmoil, tenacity
Were you an octopusI'd hold your hands.Each onel means love to me.Who understandswhat love can be for youor...well, for meit is the two of us.Taste..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Touch Talk
Touch TalkAnd there they were,thrust into outer spaceand hanging on for lifewith sheer tenacity.Each had their haciendacook pots and cutlerysome..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Touch
They say the best of talesare never really told,and that it never failsthat everyone gets old,there are so many rulesincluding those of Mosesit is..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Torn
He sat out in the afternoon,the sun was fading, thoughhe did not notice,a question had,in sheer tenacitybreeched bordersnormally in placeinside his..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tooth Mobility
There once was a lady from Greeceshe suffered from badly worn teeth.Her incisors were looseshe was long in the toothand she lisped when she said..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Toot
It is quite indisputablethat those hootableand perhaps irrefutableterms cannot be suitable.A man must be prepared to meet his brother in a suit,when..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Too Old
So they sat on a beach, in reflectiontalked of medicine's fatal direction.Disagreement set inwhen she said with a grinWe have got what is called an..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Too Much, But I Will Welcome You
She wore a starched and stiff,turn off in type to real men,a uniform prescribed as ifthey would be happy on a scale from one to tenwith just a five..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tonsillectomy
Sits assistant in the chair,on his lap with thick blond hairslumps a boy, mouth open wide,one strong hand on either side.Tiny squirts of toxic..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tonight (A Rebutt Poem)
Tonight....I look for you again,and when I find youI shall swoopbald eagle likesharp talons gentlysecurelyclaim the prizethat Nature has,in her..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tomatoes Are Berries
Too much wine will, at first, make you merry(it is best to slow down on the Sherry) .As from grapes they make winewould you come and taste mine?Each..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tom Did Not Make It
And it rained so much that Spring daythat all the angels did run out of tears.Tom was a tiny little tomato plant,a real runt, cute but with a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Tom And I - Our Hysterectomy
The latest news, from Ocean Shoresalthough I'm sure you've heard such lores,is so she can, in comfort, peeshe'll have a hysterectomy.She may tell..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Together
Silence again,gone, the artificial voiceacross the seathat ferried her,in spiritand (eyes closed)in fleshto my left earwhere it isredirectedto the..
© Herbert Nehrlich