Herbert Nehrlich Poems

Rhyme and meter
totter, teeter,
those who do
(maybe you?) .
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'Doway, doway', the soldier shouted,
moving them on with much impatience,
they were not able to go any faster,
kids, handwagons and their lives' belongings
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The doctor said 'now listen Bob,
your illness is the serious kind,
and when I turn this silver knob
on your machine you soon will find
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And all she left him
was that pink old garter belt.
then went to Flagstaff.
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The shriek awakens me,
suspended as I hang
between two cocos palms.
The hammock having carved
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He knew the term from adolescence,
had never tasted it due to benign
but earthen scents of ripened spuds,
he savoured all once all the clouds had gone.
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' Yes, Mother, I do KNOW that age obliges.
It starts, you say, at eighty, so beware.
It does enhance your own idea of 'righteous',
as it allows you to transform myopic stare
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Sending two earlobe kisses your way
you have certainly spiced up my day
and the next time I doodle
it's for you a big strudel
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'Your illness is not curable,
we need to pull the plug right now,
conditions that are terminal
cannot be paid for by us all.'
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His name was Malcolm,
he hustled next to me
behind the counter of
beloved Martindale's.
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