Gert Strydom Poems

Your letter is beautiful
and tells about things deep in your heart
but what lies between the lines
are unnamed things
...

In the field they are scattered
pink, white and brown-red
and emerge by them self
as if by mercy
...

Like wrinkles on the water
words and deeds circle out wider
until love is later
something more than just a decision
...

Daily you do kiss me as if I am forgiven
from all the hurt that the day did bring
as your happiness reaches to high heaven
and outside the wind does comforting sing
...

Not too long ago we both knew a time of woe
but then into my life you came
and your smile on your face did glow
and never was a single day since then the same.
...

The time when suddenly spring does unfold
when skies are crystal clear, sunny and blue
in blossoming trees and flowers I do behold
and still my deep feelings for you are true
...

When you walk on patrol in the stretched out dry semi-desert
only the shadows follow like feelings of guilt or of new hope,
even when you string out in an attack formation
you are baptised in the fine sand that blows up in the wind.
...

Maybe I was rehearsing to be me
when we trained very hard in the camp,
when we tracked the deadly enemy
through the hot sun, the strong wind and the damp,
...

At a time you were only part of a dream
that came to me on a dark rainy cold night
and at that time a fairy tale this did seem,
as in the early morning, the bright daylight,
...

With the going of time everything great
falls to disrepair and then starts to decay,
as the effect of destiny cannot wait,
even when the sun welcomes a new day
...