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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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Stein Of Music (taikiku henetuti)
Clinking glasses
with good wine
while these asses
known as swine
pooping gasses
Kackenstein.
And the masses
don't use brine
music's basses
sun don't shine.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: music poems, sun poems
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2478.
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Stenting
There was a nasty lesion
of his mid-right coronary.
A stent would be required
so that the Reaper would not know.
It is a piece of steel
which takes the place
of crumbling walls,
which only by the grace
of lipids like cholesterol
allow a trickle of the juice,
sustaining life, to pass.
One cuts the femoral,
an artery at home in legs,
the patient has been medicated
with thinning agents to prevent a stroke.
Then comes the 'introducer',
which is quite similar
to what a Dr. Forssmann
used back in nineteen-twenty-nine,
a wire pushed up from the leg
through to the beating heart.
Soon it will reach the coronaries,
and then, it briefly hovers
before the stricture. Puhh!
A breath is felt, not heard
from all observers
as with a gentle flick
the stent drives home.
A perfect landing, now expanded,
there always is applause,
and instantly, the region floods
with so much blood.
The river of his life.
Herbert Nehrlich
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2479.
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Step Outside
'What do you say',
I challenged him,
well taunting is
a better word.
'Step outside,
like in the old days,
if you do I will,
no friggin' doubt
about it at all,
beat the living
daylights,
out of you.
Then,
for good measure,
I will find
the rest of
your clan........
am I making
myself clear? '
He started
to reply,
chin forward,
eyes Chinese,
yellow teeth
bared,
a bit of
SOB,
shortness
of breath,
voice brittle,
AHA, the kick
of adrenalin.
Been there,
buddy, you are
scared
shitless.
Takes one to know.
Thanks, God,
for that last minute
assist.
Than you for
endogenous steroids.
Make you weak,
fight or flight.
I for one,
had one foot
turned into
the direction of flight.
From the word 'go'.
Must learn
to play poker.
Herbert Nehrlich
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2480.
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Stephanie & Gregory
They were having a seasonal date,
and the night first was early then late,
he then sought her advice
and she answered him twice
it would happen on August eight.
Why the eighth asked my diligent son,
I will laugh if this isn't a pun.
See, the number eight brings
to the wedding two rings,
which in this case is better than one!
I can see how he would entertain
the idea to arrange and attain
such a wonderful face
for his personal space
in a world so exceedingly plain.
So back to the number, I say
you can take it and shake it, you may
turn it sideways and up
like a measuring cup
the two rings though forever will stay.
Herbert Nehrlich
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