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").
No! ! ! ! ! !
Mum had a hysterectomy,the poof a strap-a-dicktomy,so few for tonsillectomyand I forever remain freewill never say vasectomy.
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Words, Really
Be still, my love,I still am shy,hard hands, I knowthat pumicestone could noterase the rough,I shall be gentle though,your skin speaks softlyof..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Sign Of Lobotomy
Why then, do you persist?Why can you not seethat shutting your trapat the very momentthat a pistol is pressedagainst your templemight be a wise..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Rose
And I supposea rose that's on the nosecould bean unwashed pantyhose.Let us composea bit of prosefor thosewhose water frozea story of the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Room For Tears
After ordering the stone,gold letters on granite,she would sit by the windowand watch the sun rollalong the fields ofgolden canola andnewly cut..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No One Comes Back
I am a drifter, I am insanecame back from Heaven,here to complain.Had to clean hallwayspolish the sky,came back to bake youan onion pie.No one has..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Oil (Limerick)
As the Yanks conquer foreign soilall the tension rise up to a boil.Let democracy reignin Andorra and Spain,and the Arabs can drink all their oil.We..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Need To Fret
In the twilight of the morningbefore the razor woke itself,I dreamed that all of us,with no exception, were searchingonly for the heart of heart,that..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Limerick?
A poem presenting with rhymeand which follows a rhythm in timeneed not be what we calla true Limerick at alllike a lemon, the cousin of lime.Yet a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Limerick
There was a boy from Baltimoreno peers did like his styleperhaps a haemorrhoidal sore(they also call it pile)is causing him a lot of painand also it..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Lemonade
Well, no, my dear, no lemonadeI'd keep your body in the shade.And feed you through a yellow straweggnog (in which the eggs are raw) ,fruit juices are..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Greater Love?
As you know,my Love,I see youin my coffee cup,in the reflectionof a window pane,and in the skywhere floatersof the human eyebuzz to and frolike busy..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Greater Love
I love the early morning so,a time when dawn arriveson velvet feet,when owls retiredreaming of blue nightingales,and feather thin first rayspeek..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Flaws
Have you ever Sir, found one who had it all?From boobs to legs and overall, the golden fleece?It may be Nature's 'save the species' urgent callbut I..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Escape
The gap they noticed, it was mannedby spacecraft of a fitting shape.In with it went a grain of sandAnd from within there's no escape.
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Doubt
There is not now,nor will there ever bea greater love.You make me smile,you stirand comfort him,and soothe my mindmy inner manwho's found himselfto..
© Herbert Nehrlich
No Asylum
It is his mother,holding a sweaty hand,and trying to, againlook into his blue eyes,those eyes that she has knownsince that fat midwife,the one who..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nineeleven
Can we erase the memoryof desperation fallingfrom highrise windows,so many seconds it took to die.And it will stay with usas if flash-frozenuntil..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nikhilism
I have just read a thousand worksof the new poet on this site.And must admit that it now irksme to report with what I mightdescribe in private as..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nightstalker On A Mission
A fat and lazy pussycatwas eying, up a tree, a rat.The pussycat had been neglectedsince nasty flaws had been detectedin her behaviour as such,though..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Nightstalker
That night the sky was still and black,when I slipped on my shortsto run my 10 miles out and back.A constitutional of sorts.I could not see my own..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Night Terrors Of Little Vincent
'Night, Mama, love you, ' 'I do too.'I wake, some noise has just disturbedmy slumber, even Teddymy bear and faithful friend at nighthas noticed an..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Night Stalkers
'Twas past the twilight hour.A timid knock woke me from sleep.Before my faculties had re-ignited,the door pushed open and the hinges squeaked.And..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Night Soil
When I am lonelyfor human companyI pull myself up by the bootstraps,- sometimes the suspenders -and start to prowl. And, spotting one,or two or more..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Night Moths
A solitary dropp of chlorophyllran down, in one small rivulet her leg,the sun had worked its magic in an overkilland photosynthesis had warmed the..
© Herbert Nehrlich