Poem Hunter
(04 October 1943 / Germany)


Poem By Herbert Nehrlich

On deck I stand and have my arms
propped on the railing of the boat.
And there I'm fascinated and I stare.

My eyes are fixed upon the waves,
those beauties that are never tired.
I hate to go, to turn away. I do.

And once again, I'm back to say 'good bye'.
I'm fascinated and I dream,
my only love is waiting by the fire.

And, to avoid disturbing fascination
I slowly turn my life from waves away,
but suddenly, at once, I understand-
I cannot leave, the waves want me to stay!

And now it's easy; there is no question,
no world, no life, no wish to be.
The waves are smiling now and making room for me.
The last I say is 'happy' on this earth: I do.

And slow, determined plays the water.

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Comments (4)

spent most my life in a place called ocean city, nj-so in a way i get both points.
this reminds me firstly of a portion of the book ' prophet'-Gibran, and then of ' the old man and the sea' - Hemingway. I can't say that I get your personal meaning, but I can say I find my own in it. Ahh the beauty of poetry, it takes many shapes....well done.
You end your poems alot like I do. I like that :)
I understand this one now...but I won't spoil it for the others. Very good symbolism!