Herbert Nehrlich Poems

He'd known it wouldn't be
a picnic with a vintage red,
they'd likely stone the girl
with hatred burning cruel eyes.
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Well, as I tried to tell you
the Pope would be elected
by money, not by value
or pious thoughts detected.
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Norton, friend of Links,
did have a history
of favourite media links.
He searched, non stop
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What struck me were her eyes.
When the first spark
discharged itself,
down at the docks
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Just twenty klicks on Friday after work,
the stubby shorts, my T-shirt of Desire,
I need the exercise to stay within some reason
we now have summer here, the temperature is up.
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Come smile at me
come smile at me again.
And use the only smile you have,
the selfless and exquisite one.
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The Moon Down Under
Looks at the world Up Over
But then it travels.
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My mother told me
on a day when all
my necessary actions
were going well,
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As winter comes again this year,
its breath turns dewdrops into ice.
Out in the forest freeze the deer
our houses, refuges for mice.
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There is so much debating
on this well-travelled forum
about the poets' rating
and less about decorum.
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