Herbert Nehrlich Night Poems

1.
The Last Night Of The Longhorns

And once upon another time,
when all the animals had
settled their minor
disagreements over
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2.
A Starry Night

It was as if the skies
had kissed this Mother Earth
so that her sparkling eyes
gave rise to precious birth.
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3.
Night Soil

When I am lonely
for human company
I pull myself up by the bootstraps,
- sometimes the suspenders -
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4.
The Night Is Black My Friend

And once again, I linger.
Dark is the night
in Southern lands
but finding it, unerringly
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5.
Night Stalkers

'Twas past the twilight hour.
A timid knock woke me from sleep.
Before my faculties had re-ignited,
the door pushed open and the hinges squeaked.
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6.
The Night My Father Died

I wasn't home that stormy night
the fragrance of pink Frangipani had
forever captured me, that bittersweet
magician of soft velvet, alight
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7.
She Came Back That Night

The sign said COLD ROOM in bold letters.
The hometown cemetery needed
a storage place for the departed
to rest their worn out bones three days.
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8.
The Night Pot

If you get old in Germany,
and in the night you have to pee,
remember, they have a tradition
to master this nocturnal mission,
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9.
Limerick For A Friday Night

I once dated an overweight girl.
She was cute and her first name was Shirl.
When we tried to make love
after push and much shove
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10.
Sunday Night In The Kitchen

Yes, I am flattered,
but not enough
to spare you, little shit,
a roach of any
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11.
Night Terrors Of Little Vincent

'Night, Mama, love you, ' 'I do too.'
I wake, some noise has just disturbed
my slumber, even Teddy
my bear and faithful friend at night
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12.
One Night Stand

A flower, young and pretty pink
stood where a sailor took his drink.
The sailor was a stocky man
and blocked the wind as big blokes can.
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13.
Night Games

He did and it was heavenly,
but then she said she had to pee,
retreat he yelled, the felon heard,
and to the dunny went the bird.
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14.
Night Moths

A solitary dropp of chlorophyll
ran down, in one small rivulet her leg,
the sun had worked its magic in an overkill
and photosynthesis had warmed the oval egg.
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15.
Gray Cats At Night

I was so friggin' proud of her,
simply because she really was
without a flaw, as if ye Gods
had made her specially for me.
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16.
An Early Night

Silence has arrived,
in all the chambres,
pillows are fluffed
and there is barely a hint
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17.
Boats Passing In The Night

I look for any sign,
dark pupils hope
as shades of gray appear,
blurs growing into blue,
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