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Gert Strydom, 17 july 2014
On the highway a female traffic cop pulls me off
On the highway a female traffic cop pulls me off
and with a book and pen
she trots to the window
which glides electrically into the frame.
I was careful
not to exceed the speed limit
and that little minx dressed in kaki
tests everything.
Suddenly she wants to get into the seat next to me
and wants me to open the bonnet
which makes me angry
as this sport-car belongs to me
and I do determine
who observes the inner works of it,
who rides in my car
and no speed-cop does seduce me.
On the highway a female traffic cop pulls me off
On the highway a female traffic cop pulls me off
and with a book and pen
she trots to the window
which glides electrically into the frame.
I was careful
not to exceed the speed limit
and that little minx dressed in kaki
tests everything.
Suddenly she wants to get into the seat next to me
and wants me to open the bonnet
which makes me angry
as this sport-car belongs to me
and I do determine
who observes the inner works of it,
who rides in my car
and no speed-cop does seduce me.
Gert Strydom, 17 july 2014
My princess
At the first time that I had seen her,
she did something to me
with her big eyes glancing into mine
and she being so streamlined
that the revs of my heart jumped
and I did know
that I was in love
and I thought about a way
to make her mine.
Gert Strydom, 17 july 2014
The yearning for a higher being
Sometimes I wonder why man
yearns for a higher being
yearns to spend time with God,
as if he is hardwired
to long
for something like a perfect eternity
and although he lives in cities of concrete
does build great memorial signs,
sometimes man lives
as if everything is only for the here and now
but there remains a homesick urge
to something higher
in which meaning comes to perfection
as if man does realize
that he is no god
and only exists mortally
on this planet.
Satish Verma, 17 july 2014
ART AND DESIRE
Living on fringe
he was stealing genes.
Fear of rebirth
started a dialogue with death!
Ignited by an asexual urge
the belly went into flames.
The super star dived in sea
dragging down his old father.
The sleek content of million years
defies the water, the wind.
The godhood remains a mystery
in the blue shapeless sky.
The impatience becomes the godmother.
Like mushrooms we grow.
Nobody will notice the change.
A white shroud stuns the artist.
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 16 july 2014
When the first human couple did fall
When the first human couple did fall
and like mere children were hiding from God
the omnipotent Lord of the universe
did bring love as His greatest commandment,
and did already plan to die on earth.
Still people decide where they belong,
as He has left a choice for everyone
while in intensity that war rages on
and He does not force man into salvation
but talks in the heart and in the holy word
in a world where darkness distorts,
while He is showing what true love is,
and only His sacrifice
does free man from ultimate judgement.
Gert Strydom, 16 july 2014
Questions without real answers, or do they have some?
Who killed six million Jews,
during the second word war?
in the books you will find
the name of Herr Adolf Hitler,
but was that man alone? To where
did his many helpers disappear?
Who killed millions of Russians,
put them in penal camps in icy Siberia,
you will say that it’s Joseph Stalin, for sure
but how can a single man do such a thing?
Who dropped two atomic bombs
on cities in Japan? You will say
the United States Air Force did
to preserve the armed men
fighting for a just cause,
but the man that ordered it,
Harry S Truman is innocent, and those who
build those bombs?
And then a man sends his military forces
into the Middle East
to stop weapons of mass destruction
to explode on the civilized world,
or so it was claimed
and innocent men, women and children
pay the price
and to the rest of the world it’s quite clear
that oil reserves was the driving force
and who can believe
that American President anyway?
Did he not say: “Read my lips?”
[Note: This poem is not aimed as a assault on the United States of America. It just illustrates how people are in the power of the leaders of political systems.]
Gert Strydom, 16 july 2014
Keep on trying
(in answer to Gabeba Baderoon)
I have not been able
to learn to love failure,
and see no truth, find no fulfilment
in almost having, almost succeeding
and keep on trying
until I have success at last
and the wild black-and-white housecat
arches up its back and purrs loving
at my stroking hand reaching out
turns into the most adoring pet
and the pecking black-collard barbet
at the window
is framed clear
where it’s eyeing me
becomes part of the aperture,
becomes part of my life,
becomes my early morning wakeup call.
Gert Strydom, 16 july 2014
Cuddly you lay against me in a deep sleep
Cuddly you lay against me in a deep sleep
with curls falling over you lovely face
where for moments I admire your beauty
and my whole world goes back into balance
when you turn around and take my hand
and deep passion makes you intimately shaking
while far away in the distance a single sheep bleats.
Satish Verma, 16 july 2014
REMINISCENCE
That grave alchemy
of cold fusion,
of turning mercury into gold,
makes me undone
in a fit of anger.
Punished before the crime committed,
of saying no for yes,
of disobedience in the face of a command,
I am becoming a beggar again.
The land of gold dust
evokes a disquieting sadness.
Smell of hunger and blood, takes
me to concrete nothings,
collects the emptiness from the wrinkled eyes.
The lake-salt, dry loaves and onions for a quiet dinner.
Fear in absence,
starts a fear of future,
the sound of unblinking darkness whispering.
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 15 july 2014
Do not tell me [2]
Do not tell me
the properties of love
as I want it just like it is
and do not tell me the physiological aspects of it
as I do see the glance in your eyes,
do know how deep your feelings are
and know each kind of way that you look at me,
know the deepest meaning and secrets
and that you have a soft and beautiful heart,
can be cheeky and impudent
or at times can cry or laugh with joy
and only do fear God
and I have lost my heart to you
and will never regret it.
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22 january 2026
sam53
bardzo możliwe... choć słyszałem o podgrzewanych
22 january 2026
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W nocy u mnie było -10 Przemrożone skorupy
22 january 2026
to szczególnie ;) eh, gdyby nie czas...
22 january 2026
Akurat przystanął na parę sekund w tej scenerii
22 january 2026
Nawet miałam tak zatytułować :))
22 january 2026
violetta
Lubię takie żółcie:)
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Cierpliwie czekam:)
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Będzie brakowało, taki ciepły, z piękną
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Dzisiaj trochę lepiej, chociaż smak zimy pozostał:)
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Kto taki?
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(*)
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jeśli tylko
i Niebo do Niego napisało..
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