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").
Nur Fuer Dich
Eine blaue Blume sassfrueh am Morgen, dort, im Gras.Lieblich war sie anzuseh'nlaechelnd bis dreiviertel zehn.Kommt ein Kaefer, rot in Trachtsieht die..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nuns' Buns
In the bath I saw two nunswho had four delicious buns.I was perched up on a ledgelistened as they talked of pledgewhen they washed with liquid soapI..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nun At The Antique Bookstore
I had been looking for that ancient bookfor quite some time.And found it, paid the lady with the soulful eyes,that could, if looked into when..
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Nudist Camp
' Come', said Gitta (that's my niece) ,' let's go down to the nudist camp',as I was looking at the creasethat I had ironed into dampand quite..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nouveau Riche
You say where there is smoke there must be firewhile pointing at the mansion I now own,no man will stand here calling me a liara blackmailer, and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nothingness
The planes had hit.And, half asleepI waited for King Kongto manifest himselfup on that tower.Surely, it is a movie,at such ungodly hour.I never will..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Not To Worry
I must, to stay within the zonekeep down the electronicsConduction through my funny bonesets off those histrionics.A piece of cake to overstayone's..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Not To Be Pitied
Life offers us some miseryin words and deeds like travesty,born of a common piece of crapsome keep supplies of pus on tap.They dwell in shrill..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Not Stood Up
At last she had arrived, hips swinging.Boobs leading,heels clicking,unhurried, rather strolling.Two hours late,I, like a girl,a whimpy one at that,I..
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Not Peter Pan
Talking is coppersilence is gold.Tell me a whopper,do as you're told.Poets ain't people,we are insane.Hands in a steeplenothing is plain.Think of a..
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Not My Valentine
Please can I be your ValentineI'm just a little nut.I'll spoil you with Italian wineI'll sing outside your hut.You say you have your Valentineand..
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Not Misogynics
I will, she uttered, read indeedand sort the cabbage from the weed.Don't you just love the little fibs?I think it must be Adam's ribsthat men are..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Not Love
When daisies smile and robins singone hears the music of new Spring.Where are you, apple of my eyewithout your velvet touch I cry.It's love, so true..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Not Looking For A Cure
I have, for you, a theory,at least a partial answer.to devastating misery,the ravages of cancer.The year was seventeen-fifty-threeJames Lind watched..
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Not Bugging
There are thugs, Persian rugs and small bugs,river tugs, china mugs, drugs and plugs.You can play with those wordsit's for free-thinking nerdsas for..
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Not Bastards
Every man may appearto the untrained eyea true harquebusierwearing jacket and tie.And all women could belike the old battle-axin their own..
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Noses
A ballerina, on her toeswas dancing with a snotty nose.She could not pause and could not stopbut noticed that dropp after dropfell onto polished..
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Norris
There once was a fellow named Norris.And his lady was often called Doris.In the dark of the nighthe did give her a fright,to her orbicularis oris.
© Herbert Nehrlich
Noodles In 1945
I told you once before,I don't do noodles,the wormy things that youand High Society call pasta,Well no, it's not the starchthe wiggly shape or..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Non Sequitur ***
It never ceases to amazethat some who crave their neighbours' praisewill, in a gesture to impress,use fancy words but make a messof meaning, often..
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Nomansland
The boy had eyesof rarefound beautyand a facewhose softnesstugged on stringsof early yearsgladly recalled.There was a fenceof razorwire'round the..
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Noblesse
She did show me,the little ones, green,luscious thin velvet,the lot of themhad three, not four.But now and then,if you had cleanedyour plate at..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Noah's Arc Number Two
The devil wears a single sockthe other foot is nudehe lives beneath a mossy rockand thinks he is a dude.I know you folks still do believethat devils..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No, Not Carlsbad Beer!
Well, I never would recommendif it were for all mankind the end,amber beer from the bathit's been near Carl's own assand most likely a terrible..
© Herbert Nehrlich