Gert Strydom Poems

(for Daleen)

I do know the story of your life,
the things you like and the things
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(in answer to Dorothy Parker)

Some women cannot make their minds up,
will walk and talk to every sales person
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My Lord God, your reign goes everywhere
observing the living rulers you a right here,
on your day you will reconstruct the dead
while some people do for you second coming prepare.
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The French heroine of the Hundred Years' War Pucelle,
as a relapsed heretic was burnt on a stake in a manmade hell
and most of the world does call her Joan of Arc,
being a apostate sorceress in her face they did her tell
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(for Daleen)

Now that we are apart and divorced, again and again,
you do try to kiss me and embrace me
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My glance swept up and down and all around
when I thought that I did hear a faint sound
and I even went outside to look for tracks on the ground
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Last night against the enclosed lamp
it did in disillusion flutter and flaps its wings
trying it's utmost to get in
to the scorching deadly hot light
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(for Daleen)

When winter comes there is the silence
of the birds that did migrate
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When December month does come
I want to go to the rural districts, back to home
and you do ask me what I want to do right there
when I can go to parties in the city, be anywhere,
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Your old city spreads up to a hill,
where you lie shattered,
with your temple brought to ruins
by the power of Roman legions
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