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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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The Bee Sonnet
I was going to write you a sonnet
with much wisdom, both in it and on it.
But while walking near trees
I saw millions of bees
and came home with two bees in my bonnet.
Every bee has and uses his stinger,
and, once stung, it will burn and may linger
well this happened to me,
then another mean bee
put his stinger right into my finger.
So you see, I've known many a bee
who came down from some innocent tree.
But to write you a sonnet
with two bees in my bonnet
was prevented by bee number three.
Herbert Nehrlich
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God The Creator (Haiku)
God has created
a masterpiece, the human,
to be cremated.
When asked the value
of Eve in US dollars
he did not answer.
It was I tell you,
an arm, a lovely leg but
a rib was chosen.
No wonder, surely
you get just what you pay for,
perhaps a ribbing.
God said to Noah,
go forth to the high oceans
hoping they'd perish.
Thus we must suffer
from badly planned and crafted
creative blunders.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Not My Valentine
Please can I be your Valentine
I'm just a little nut.
I'll spoil you with Italian wine
I'll sing outside your hut.
You say you have your Valentine
and that you love me, but
the other one brought better wine:
Your Valentine I'm not.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: valentine poems, love poems
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A Trojan Horse
He was the first to climb inside,
a trap door just beneath the tail,
only skinny warriors apply,
though all, even the fat ones
were in awe over the very thought,
the idea which had been hatched
during morning tea; what if,
someone had uttered, what if
they could go in sight unseen,
armed, of course and dangerous?
The bailiff had, a cautious man,
said no one checks the mouth,
a gift horse is just that, but hey,
some morons would be drawn
to where the sun don't shine,
it is the odour of fresh dung
that whets their appetite, like
hogs and beetles they go wild
so what will be, he asked them
what, my learned friends, will be?
So many have, in much more
modern times, attempted
a revival of the symbol yet,
no one has ever built and sent
into the camp of morons and the like
a Trojan filled with authenticity.
Herbert Nehrlich
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