Herbert Nehrlich Poems

I must, to stay within the zone
keep down the electronics
Conduction through my funny bone
sets off those histrionics.
...

McCain says a stent will serve well to prevent
sudden death caused by atrial fib,
let us hope that it works as some folks are hell-bent
to vote Caribou Mom (I ad lib) .
...

Statistics are the favourite tools
of doctors, pharmacists and fools.
But, in addition there are those
who use fine poetry and prose
...

I wonder if this resident wears pink,
a pig he is, not made by God to think.
His writing is below what they call plain
it causes little pleasure but some pain.
...

It was a silly dream, needless to say.
You died of a small bone stuck in your throat,
all courtesy of a gray snapper, caught offshore.
You were too young, of course and I had plans
...

Well, no, my dear, no lemonade
I'd keep your body in the shade.
And feed you through a yellow straw
eggnog (in which the eggs are raw) ,
...

We always need a portrait on the wall.
Without it any wall looks simply bare,
the living room, the kitchen and the hall
adorned by men of salt and pepper hair.
...

Bad times are coming, I predict,
we'll suffer as we have been tricked.
Banks crashing, petrol price obscene,
abandoned now the War Machine.
...

He sought the tide,
with its fine foam,
the ripples in the night
and swam, letting the flow
...

We placed a camera,
down through the tube
they call esophagus,
and aimed it at her heart.
...