Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Death Of Another Soul
They sat around the bed,as if it were required to be smallin confrontation with the Deathof one more soul, a relative at that.What were they waiting..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Death Of A Child
You came into our lives,I can still heart the patterof wrinkled feet, so soft.You could not staybut needed to say, fleetinglyFarewell, before the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Death In Clover
He rested in a field of cloverwhen death came down and looked him over.The clover made him look light greenwhich is exactly the right sheenthat..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Death Be Proud
When age and all its dried up mastershave finally caught up with you,though you're not ready for disasters,'is this seat ta...how do you do? 'You..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Death - Bed Or Chair?
My father felt unwell that day.he'd tripped on cobblestones.It was expected that he restin bed his weary bones.And in the morning hours, colddeath..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Death
She smiled the smilethat only flowers knowwhile dew drops felland petals openedto frosty windsof early Spring.She knew of timeits mangled endyet gave..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dear John
The postman rang,not once but twice,his Irish Twangsounds pretty nice,delivering to affluentsbeats 'cross the trackswhere they have stashed the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dear Fag
Dear cigarette, are you my friend?Your lovely smiles, are they for me?The filter on your other end,does it protect, is it the keyto disallowing..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dead In Bed (Haiku)
He stayed in his bedon that beautiful morningbecause he was dead.And no matter howthey had yelled and screamed loudlyhe stayed dead, proudly.
© Herbert Nehrlich
De Ribbe
Die Rippe ist schon wieder gutkein Schmerz behindert nun das Leben.Zum Rolfie geht's mit frohem Mut,es heilt noch mehr der Saft der Reben.Und brichst..
© Herbert Nehrlich
De Forum
I will say that this place is a cesspool of crapand the maggots wear shit-eating grins.Though some members can boast of a gift of the gapit takes..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Daughter
She left because it wasthe thing to do, she said.We were so many years behind.To make her own mistakesshe would be sure to notrepeat things of our..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Das Ergebnis
Die Verhandlungen waren im Gange.Mit schlauem Eifer legten sie sich,voran der Schoeffe mit den grossen Taschen,ins Zeug, es war viel mehr als nur..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Das Ende
Am Friedhof steht ein alter Mannguckt auf das Grab, den Stein und dannwiegt er den Kopf so hin und herals fiele ihm das Hoeren schwer.So ist's, es..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Das Doppelkinn
Was hatte Gott denn nur im Sinnals er erschuf das Doppelkinn?Und wenn man guckt sieht man dass Damenihr Kinn verschoenern durch den Rahmen.Sie reden..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Darkness
The moon had just arrived tonighthe looked with twinkling eyestoward the North that's where his brightand trusty Northstar flies.Two camels on the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dark Side
So, as we sit and contemplatethe country's most precarious statethe sun reminds of pledges passedand opportunities so vast.So snug we are, so up..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dandelion Greens
Dandelion Greens.Someone had placeda bit of it under my pillow.Only the gods do knowabout the rationalethe question is, of course,if they could care.
© Herbert Nehrlich
Damsel In Pink Dress
Once upon a girl in Springin the shade of an old shackentranced, we heard the finches sing,it took some time to wander back.I'd found her standing by..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Daffodil
A lonely little daffodilsat crying on a sandy hill.Her fiancée had taken illwas buried forthwith by the Mill.Came down the path a doctor philout for..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Daddy Dear
Daddy, dear you lookso young today.Such shiny hairand gleaming teeth,so clear of eyeand sweet of voice.A suit like this,Italian shoes,and just a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dad
He slept the dream of ethanoland when he woke, his battered soulwas in a mood too foul to bearas vomit stuck in his gray hair.There in the gutter..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Dachau
The guard just laughed,you Jews are full of lice,but worry not, we'll usethe stuff that kills them fast.A thousand have gone before you,come out..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Cyberkisses
I only know thatyou are my friend,though there isnothing to substantiateeven the thought of it.You said it was the vibes,intangible, these..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Cyanotic Lips (For My Blueberrygirl)
So will you walk with me,I know the pathsthat lead into the darkand wondrous shadowscast by ancient pines,there are so many secretshidden in the..
© Herbert Nehrlich