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").
Five November Limericks
A monk from the town of Toulousepracticed witchcraft and penile abuse.When he cast a big spellon his little Fidelit grew larger than both of his..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fish For Dinner
Fritz the fisherman fished for fresh fishdid that dull day discover the dishwhich wife Wendy was working with wiskstirring sage into sauce at some..
© Herbert Nehrlich
First, Pause
I like a bit of shynessin a girl,she'll wait and think,consider what to say,to me this meansshe'll never ever winkbut there be flowersin the month of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
First Grade - First Class
'I'm only five, you knowand, just like youhave started school.Mum says I like it.As all kids do.I find myself,in real life,much more maturethan you'd..
© Herbert Nehrlich
First 2009 Limericks
There once was a fellow from Britainwho had never been stung or bitten.While he swam in a creekduring Passover weekhe saw HER and was instantly..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Firewater And Love
Firewater and Love,unwilling companions,met at the creeknear the last tipi,made of the skinsof Campbell River wolves.The chief himselfwas resting..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fiona! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
On Mondays I don't rise with all guns blazingmy head needs oxygen and interphasing.Anoxic from the Cabernet (which folks are praising)I find Fiona..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Finito
Du bist, ich muss es sagen, ohne Reuhe,ich auch, es lebt das Leben vor sich hin.Ich habe Dich, mein Schatz und halte Dir die Treue,so weit entfernt..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Final Song
They called him Opa,he was so....old.He took l-dopaand hoarded gold.Behind each hedgehe saw a hiderit was his pledgethat a lone riderfrom evil..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Final
When he asked her to stay,when he pleaded and begged,when he reasoned with logicshe just stood by the door,briefly smiled with her lipsand, in a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Filling The Gap
He sang, some fifty years ago, this song:I would so love to still my raging thirstand wait here, at the door to hear the Gongto be the only one and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Filbert
He endlessly walked through the mallsin search of sanity and balls.He'd lost the former when his wifehad taken over in his life,the balls fell off..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fifth Wheel
Quite useless, it doestake up some precious space.Handy it isfor the occasion-so rarewhen one or the otherof the regular onesfails.But only then.The..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fiddling With The Big 500 - Envy Story
Robert Burnsthe one who turnsinside the gravewhere poets, bravelie undisturbedtheir writings curbedwent from the number 51where he was sitting having..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fiddling Figures
O my, dear Robertit burns to see youhave moved to fifty-sixfrom fifty one.So much for 'nipulationand blatant uh, uhI could have told you.Perhaps the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Feedback My Love
And when I wrote about you,about my neverending love,the past which saw us kissand never think that elsewhich matteredthat one false move would make..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Feedback From Management
It's been days that i heard from the Frenchwhile I rested my stuff on a benchthey could care to be fairor to properly shareall that's left is a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Father's Day
Father's DayIn nineteen-ten, on Father's Day,my real father went away.My mother took another soon,he came and brought me a balloon.That year the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Father Paul
Father Paul, an aging priestwas invited to a feastin the village by a peasant.It would be, he thought, quite pleasant.But the peasant had a maidwho..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fate *
There once lived an olive green frogin the back of a half-rotten log.He was killed in his sleepwell, the log wasn't deepand the killer was simply a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fata
At a quarter to twelvehe had shat his good self,and, with bible in hand,withered face in the sand,feels the devil's foul breaththe foreboding of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Fat Of The Land
A person living off the landwould need to really understandwhat he can eat and what's taboomost people wouldn't have a clou.Well, anything that..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Farmer John
It was his eightieth,they let him outof solitary.Nowhere to go.The system hadresumed his farmsomethirty yearsago.He wasa commoncriminal.Had..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Farewell My Friend
I had been married to her,for going on five years.Pearl white in colour,and the inline six.I did not have the heartor what you may considerthe inner..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Farewell - Sunshine Coast
All angels cryingit was the fitting tributecrocs rule forever.What is a Haiku?A simplified concoctionlike mathematics?He did not wonderabout the..
© Herbert Nehrlich