Herbert Nehrlich Poems

You did not hesitate,
big hands you have,
they did not care
about the world
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I told the world about my past,
that I hailed from the old and dusty,
and after many steps, at last
I could discard my filthy, musty
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I asked Diogenes the other day
what is the measure of a real man.
He smiled and said, inquire if you may
about misfortunes of your neighbours, if you can.
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Churchbells remind me
to this day
of innocence and home.
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He looked in all his books,
consulted what he'd learned.
No answer, found by crooks.
His head, now crashed and burned
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It was a sorghum field,
the drought had done its thing,
until the final vital drop
had gone into the atmosphere
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Two boys, both blond and blue of eye
were playing at the Lorelei.
As foreign ships passed near the cliff
bold flags in morning frost were stiff.
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There is the family.
A dozen kids and more,
a husband second to
she thinks, a global bet,
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The fact that you wear a moustache
and float around with much panache
does not make you into the Kaiser
nor would it see you any wiser
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It matters not, my friend to me just who you are,
a reputation of acclaim preceded you,
like Doktor Faustus wearing robes, a modern Czar,
you make me shiver as I feel the secret dew.
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