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").
Bellbottoms For Ajs
Bellbottom jeansa clever meansto make more roomfruit of the loomwhen tissues sagthe jewellery bagsinks down the legslike emu eggs.Bellbottom..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Belinda
Today I actually found outthe name of her, she ranthe beach in opposite directionand always smiled a sweaty smile.But when she switched last..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Behind The Old Mill
Purple heatherby the old mill,the waterwheelturning impatiently,it never rests.We play,pale childrenin rags,sharp stonesblue glassand..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Before Breakfast
I will shun prophylactus as it must be the fleshthough you sneered at the cactus with its bristles so fresh.You may fondle and smother all the parts..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beetle Is Better
I have always had a thing for beetles,conceived by Dr. Porsche way back then.Don't you just love the sound,the boxer huff and puff, a cough of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beetle Crap
A beetle shat upon my eye,while I was sleeping soundlybeneath my favourite willow treeit was an act of love.A blink did free the greenish puttyand as..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beer For Danny
Now getting back to you dear Dan,all beer is subject toa well-laid blueprint and a planand then it pleases you.Drink up my friend, time flies too..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beer
For those of you who like their beerI'm writing what you need to hear.The vitamins B-six and twoare present and so good for you.A bit of substance..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beep - Beeep
A line of cars - about nineteen,had stopped behind me.No obstacle was to be seen,you ask 'why should this line be'.My trusty phone lets out a beep,a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beef Stroganoff
^There once was a sheila named Sigh,she did try, she did try, she did try.But the words never cameso this middle-aged damejoined the crowd known as..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Becky
I grabbed her then,in drunken stateamongst brave men,the night was late.One hand aroundher gracious neck,a well-formed mound,a nametag 'BECK'.I..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beauty And The Beasts
Ach wie gut dass jeder weissdas ich wirklich Zato heiss.Und dass Busen und auch Hodenhaengen manchmal bis zum Boden.Busen soll man doch mehr..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beating Some More
There was no doubt about it,the horse was truly dead,yet men with wads of doughstood near the creature's shrunken head.One could not really tell..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beating Father Death
There once was a fellow named Barthe declared Father Death to be artwhen the knock finally cameand death called out his namehe said, please, just one..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Bears
There once lived a grumpy old bearwho had silver and very coarse hair.As the bear had grown biggerthey all called him a niggerand this name he was..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beans
There once was a lady of means,she was thrown out of New Orleans.Had no money nor skillsand a need for green pillsshe would eat only Mexican..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Beamed Back
I woke with just a twinge of shameyour face had smiled inside a frameat me, your Mona Lisa eyeswere young and fresh and, oh so wise.The picture hung..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Be There
I hold you tight my love,across the violent sea.They've gone to certain hell,sunk like a wounded shipthat rang its final bellwhile lightning from..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Be Strong, My Child
You pain has reached the depthinside the inner core.It drives you mad and wildbe strong my precious child.And like flesh-eating germsthey nibble at..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Be Still My Heart
I look at you, no words are said,your cheeks take on a tinge of rouge.Moist lips now speak their silent words,come closer, and they whisper more,the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Bauernweisheiten
Wenn der Hahn kraeht auf dem Mistschlaeft der Bauer oder er frisst.Schnattern die Gaense und alle Entchenmachen die beiden Fisematentchen.Gibt's auf..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Battle Of Wits
A man who, tired but awakecame to the shore of Deerhorn Lake,his wife could tell he had not caughta single fish. When he had boughtthose lures and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Bathing
She invited me, (all into bathing) ,though my mother had words that were scathing,when I cleaned her with careboth our bodies were bareand the ending..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Barytone For You
The sun awoke to warm our skinthere, huddled in the tulips, you and I.I kissed your throat and then your chin,and heard from you tradition's..
© Herbert Nehrlich