Herbert Nehrlich Poems

She gave to all,
with caring hands
and warmth of heart.
They called her,
...

I told you the truth.
And, in answer
to your question,
it is the inside
...

And when the light
at the far end
of Hope street
silently slips over the horizon
...

You say where there is smoke there must be fire
while pointing at the mansion I now own,
no man will stand here calling me a liar
a blackmailer, and crook, who's rotten to the bone.
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It's the wife who is partial to mutts,
I must say I consider it nuts
one is black aone is white
neither racially right
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Well, there was nothing else to do,
homework had been assigned
to late tomorrow, after lunch,
and this was just a day, too good
...

On a bench in the Mall
sat a man who was old.
When a teen who was tall
sat, without being told
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They say that blind men hear the falling snow
and smell the pheromones of puberty,
there is a wonderful and lasting glow
beneath the eyes of those with an infirmity.
...

They had, two human beings
transported him out to the edge
of Laramie, Wyoming. That night.
And, after taking his few bucks
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Hung out to dry in ridicule
is she who imitates a fool.
Ignored by all, attracting laughter
for now and then and the hereafter.
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