Gert Strydom Poems

The madness of a country falling apart
is ominous brought forth when shots are fired,
scenes are displayed in the windows of police-flying-squad-vans
that ineptly are driven to and thro
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The light is bright in the blue with more white
where the sun do bring heat to the afternoon

and in this summer there are everywhere flowers blooming
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(after Totius)

Like a watchman that waits that the new morning comes,
I continually wait upon You and daily I am speechless
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(in answer to Herman de Coninck)

When I write in hundreds of poems about you and our love,
it's as if you do not really understand the impact of my words
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At the window a yellow weaver twitters
while in the early morning I long for you,
it sounds to me like a senseless rant
but I notice one hanging upside-down at a nest
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I live unhindered in this hot sunny summer
with the mornings being so hot that they are humid,
and in the afternoons flashing blue-white light bashes down
while the sky leaks as if the rain wants to wash everything away,
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Constantly I notice how You do repair my life
do touch the days of darkness with Your light
and every time when I stumble and want to fall
it's You that everywhere do protect me.
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Every dove that flutters down from its flight
brings me back to times with you,
to the days together in the hot summer sun,
to all the moments that we wanted to and could
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Here I am back from the hell of the army and war
and my voice stutters of AK-47 fire,
while my face do tell about thousands of dead enemies,
RPG-7 rocket-launchers comes with each lifeless glance,
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Only you I do really in my mind and heart see
as you are more than any other woman to me
and you can trust these words as utter truth
where to my humanity you do bring a new ability.
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