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").
Ach Der Reim!
All poetry, says Greenwolfe mustbe rhyming lest it's bound to bustfrom deep within its heart of prosenon-rhyming stuff is on the nose!Says Carter..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Academia
I heard some drivelthe other day.It seems that (s) he,just to impresslet fly that finalswere on the cards.Though finals dobelong not to the topbut..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Abschied
And you just stood there, with your silly grin,you didn't know about the proper wayto handle this goodbye, there couldn't belong faces or those..
© Herbert Nehrlich
Above All Things
You climb the mountain to the top,as perspiration slowly freezes.Inside your chest your heart screams STOP,you stand there, swaying in the..
© Herbert Nehrlich
About Origins
A town in England, name of York,is where they hatched the famous Stork.It's also where the silly rumour(preposterous, devoid of humour) ,of Santa and..
© Herbert Nehrlich
About Drinking
Those who drink shall, someday, diesome suddenly, some say good-bye.All humans that are so inclinedto think that booze corrupts the mindshall die..
© Herbert Nehrlich
About Dipples
I look around for strictly scientific reasons,to ascertain just what it is that makes the diff.I spend considerable time here on the beach in all..
© Herbert Nehrlich
About Breasts-With Apologies
There once was a lady named Kaneshe lived in Northcumberland Laneshe was a bit fatand regrettably flatit was driving her somewhat insane.So she..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A World Of Shadows
A shadow is a second fiddleand always feels inferiorit tries to reach the golden middleof things in the interiorbut is condemned to stay outsidecan't..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Woman's Scorn
A wise man said a woman's scornis given to her when she's born.She carries it, though under cover,a secret weapon for a loverwho dares defy her even..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Woman's Place
There really is no gender trapperhaps a teensie weensie gap,but one thing needs to be proclaimedit's once a woman's scorn has aimedit will with great..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Windowcactus
A cactus, lonely in his potup on the sunny windowsill,they watered him but he was nota happy guy. Without the thrillof a relationship of sortshe..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Will? You Serious?
Keeps nagging me about a willI had not thought that I was ill.We must protect and serve the kiddoes,just look how many lonely widowssit on a pile of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Welcome From Enrico
Hey, Luciano, how nice it is indeed,you've come at last, no longer have a needto entertain the infidels and those who mustsit tight on wooden chairs..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Website Of Age And Decay
Her photo did not flatter.Even the casual observer,the one without an interestin any of life's offeringswould see the blemish; eyesas dead as ancient..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Weak Spot
Young Siegfried bathed in dragon bloodacquired immortality.No weapon could have harmed him buthis foe was pure reality.A leaf from ancient trees of..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Warm Moist Place
I ventured, full of confidence into the dark,a warm environment received me deep inside.Another great adventure for me to embark,there be no dullness..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A War
He'd yelled at her that day,when she came homewith a grandiose new plan.They had the space of courseand God would show his graceto all the family, as..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Walk In The Rain
She went out walking in the rain,light clouds were showing her the way,her face, a trace of fresh disdainyet she felt happier today.She came upon a..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Vote For Obama
McCain you've shot yourself, KAPUTT,into your warmongering foot.You would continue policyof George to make the people free?It is the will of folks..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Visit To The Pension Office
'He's just a kid', I thought.Still wet behind the ears.The patience that he brought,a man of so few years,was rather puny and surprising.It made me..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Visit To The General
She needed some assistance,walking was a pain they said,at eighty-six, though Mother had,since memory began, been strongand agile on her feet, she..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Visit
The doorbell rang, I jumped to seethere stood three men in suits,and bulges (were they meant for me?)plus black and shiny boots.'The President has..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Vibratory Instrument
A vibratory instrumentmore often used in early Lentdue to the rising of the sapthat Mother Nature has on tap,caresses superficial spotsand can be..
© Herbert Nehrlich
A Very Happy Birthday For Jerry Hughes - Poet Extraordinaire
He's nothing like Hannibalbut so human an animal.His poetry showsthat the blood within flowswith a steady noblesse,not designed to impressbut a man..
© Herbert Nehrlich