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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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On The Balcony
All mozzies have retired,
most of the beer is gone,
those stars, so much admired
I picture you, in Bonn.
And not a single star
belongs to only me,
if you, so bloody far,
stand on your balcony
you own them just the same,
and notice their sly twinkle.
you whisper now my name
before you go to tinkle.
And when you come back out
we listen to the moon,
who smiles behind a cloud
and says it will be soon.
* * * * * * * *
'I hear you, my sweet love,
here on my balcony.
I see the stars above,
just went inside to pee.
I listened to the moon
who said that snow will come.
I'll send you a balloon
and wait until you come.
When the balloon arrives
Down Under and you hold it,
the story of our lives,
attached and neatly folded,
will re-confirm what counts,
what all the stars well know.
And what, by now, amounts
to our private glow
that's bright as any moon.
I hope you do not mind
the size of a balloon,
an elephant behind,
a triple decker chin,
with quite extensive wrinkling,
I used to be so thin
but, do you have an inkling
that time has passed since then,
when you and I invented
the kiss beneath Big Ben?
And when my dad relented
and let us see Helsinki?
Those were the happy years,
(and sometimes even kinky) .
But when October nears,
we both should count the candles,
now tell me about you.
Are you still wearing sandals,
your eyes are smashing blue?
On second thought, sweet friend
be silent now, not glum.
So would you simply send
yourself to me, please come.'
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: october poems, moon poems, sometimes poems, star poems, snow poems, kiss poems, happy poems, friend poems, hope poems, smile poems
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On The Loo
War von Erfolg hier Dein Bemueh'n
dann darfst Du auch die Kette ziehn.
Mach's Fenster auf, lass Luft herein
der Naechste wird Dir dankbar sein.
And if your stay was a success
you need to clean this solid mess
open window, pull the chain
the air will soon return to plain.
The next one who sits on this throne
as usual, will be all alone,
his predecessor needs some praise
for letting out this fragrant haze
so use some paper and remember
that even in a cold December
the body needs its pure O-2
especially inside the loo.
Translated and modified from an old German
wittyism, author unknown.
Herbert Nehrlich
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2115.
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On Tolerance
How wonderful to have,
in our new street,
kind neighbours, friends in spe,
some came and helped
unpacking was a chore,
and Saturday they threw
a party on our street,
a welcome of the warmest kind.
Only the Vapcivics could not attend,
they'd called the moving van.
There was no way that they could stay;
you see, a family had just moved in.
And they were Serbs.
Herbert Nehrlich
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On Valentine's Day
Some chocolates on Valentine,
and later on, a bit of wine.
A bunch of rare exotic flowers
to brighten up the evening hours.
And worry not, the stars will shine.
Forgotten are the many days
on which you had, in countless ways
seen her for granted by the Gods
what did you reckon were the odds
that she would think you needed praise?
And if you are not nearly blind
you'll think of Valentine's and find
that all the other days were cloudy
you didn't even tell her 'howdy'
and yet, on Valentine's you're kind.
May I suggest you change your style?
and always spend a longer while
and kiss her on her lovely lips
and hug her tight around the ribs
and walk with her your common mile.
The chocolate, flowers and the wine
and even stars, so bright, that shine
can in their own mysterious ways
be in reserve for special days
But daily kisses would be fine.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: valentine poems, chocolate poems, change poems, kiss poems, star poems, flower poems
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