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Best Poems From
HERBERT NEHRLICH
(04 October 1943)
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Yellow Ribbon
Now my ship comes in
over the horizon.
I've been hiding
in the wild blue yonder,
where I did some thinking
and surmising.
Now the time has come
to finally wonder
whether storm clouds
all have blown away,
and my sun is
shining by the bay.
So, my eyes are straining
hard to see:
even ONE small
yellow ribbon
there for me.
Herbert Nehrlich
Read more: sun poems, time poems
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3074.
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Yep
An echo from the dark green shore
now permeates each open pore,
from murky depths and plankton's slime
a spark ignites of active lime.
And takes the meaning to new heights
by turning off essential lights.
The bunker, once the wherewithall
was nothing but a musty stall.
It saved the mind from toothless cats
while making peace with starving rats.
Please do not fret, let fate decide
which of the Devil's beasts you ride.
Herbert Nehrlich
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3075.
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YES
You have your arms
around me.
My lips caress the softness of your face.
No words are spoken
as we listen
to the wisdom of our hearts.
Herbert Nehrlich
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3076.
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Yes William (Lederer)
So today is the fourth of July,
I shall wear, after lunch my new tie.
There has been a small rumour
about losing their humour
coming down with a sty in the eye.
I once knew a young communist
who kept open his eyes when he kissed.
From New York to La Jolla
he found much paranoia
so he wrote to the man named Bill Frist.
'If the people are always afraid
and attention, unduly, is paid
to those accents in words
and to left-thinking nerds
then a spade is no longer a spade.'
But the senator was too right wing,
and he ordered a nationwide sting.
They decided to keep
those who acted like sheep
as they looked at the loyalty thing.
And the leaders, who acted so cool
passed a new educational rule,
thus the schools had to teach
that you modeled your speech
after what's his name, who was a fool.
And it worked, there was so much less tension
since they outlawed forever dissension.
As for clothes, no more drag
they would all wear the flag
with the stars and the stripes, I should mention.
Then they conquered those foreign oil wells,
while their soldiers went through a few hells.
And while Wallstreet was buying
many mothers were crying
while the scaremonger preaches and sells.
And, one day, when they'd reached a conclusion
which had sprung from a cozy collusion
they had burned those who spoke
and rejected a yoke.
Now the world had become an illusion.
Herbert Nehrlich
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