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  HERBERT NEHRLICH (04 October 1943)
 
 
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  1997.     

Missing

I see you still,
dressed indigo,
your colour,
scarf wrapped
casually,
and tucked
into that place,
where twins,
not quite identical
reside, in expectation
and denial,
all the same.
There was
a pallor in your face,
an ambush
from within,
dark circles came
and went,
reflecting lashes
like lazy plankton
above the tinge of
rouge, a pattern of
a butterfly, so still,
a leaf of frost,
hoping to become
an icicle of fate.
I loved your hands,
gestures of youth
and laughter, joy,
dismissing doom
while painting the horizon
a hopeful green,
though something knew,
inside your dimpled mind
that vultures lay in wait,
for all of us,
but prematurely so
for you.
 
Herbert Nehrlich
   
 

   
   
 

  1998.     

Missing*

All the members, you hear me hissing?
There's a poet who's surely gone missing.
Mum said go boy, and play
but she's wandered away,
could be scared of me thoughts about kissing.

Well, I'll wait by the paperbark tree
with my liverwurst sandwich and tea.
Hold the mustard, she hates
the Dijon on our dates,
she's crazy as crazy can be.

Cut the mustard, it's got to be done,
without mustard no sandwich is fun.
But I'll give you a riddle
will you be in the middle
as the filling, and pardon my pun.
 
Herbert Nehrlich
   
 

   
   
 

  1999.     

Mistake

A boy, whose mother liked to whip
his hide whenever he gave lip,
hid in the box designed for bread
and in the morning he was dead.
 
Herbert Nehrlich
   
 

   
   
 

  2000.     

Mister Makatoni

The name's Makatoni and How Do You Do?
I'm a big wig at Sony. the chief chimp in the zoo.
Do you purchase your blouses in the city of Rome?
We do pamper our spouses but we keep them at home.

Call me Mak, I am yellow, and I live in Japan,
you're a feminine fellow out of Saskatchewan?
I shall sell you those shiny and high-tech machines
though my profits are tiny, buying rice but no beans.

Saskatoon breeds them happy but they don't learn in school
that a clever old chappy would deceive any fool.
Much too late did she know and it burst her balloon
so she said let me go, I thee love, Saskatoon.

Mr. Mak took her money, and he did it with glee.
Be she said show them, sonny, what you wish them to see.
You may sit in pyjamas while devouring fresh whale
still ignoring the dramas of the upcoming sale.

But the lady you took could not fathom to see
such a double-faced crook, with a wish not to be.
 
Herbert Nehrlich
   
 
 
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