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Gert Strydom, 18 june 2014
From my first glance of you (cavatina)
From my first glance of you, when we did meet,
love did begin
and now its presence is so very great
it feels as sin
when you draw near to me, it’s clear to me
that I can win
nothing more and it’s like no other thing
when love grows selfless without questioning.
Satish Verma, 18 june 2014
STARDUST
Out of the cleft lip comes
a muffled voice
on the turn of events,
to interrupt a call.
Then the panic rises,
the blood was oozing from the larynx.
The winding mountain path goes to the end
of blessing where the prayer drowns.
What was happening to the golden land?
Did the green worry about the iced peaks,
from where the glaciers take a bend
to enter the valley?
Who was negotiating the winds?
The logic between the stars and moon?
Huge gods were speaking to the men
in black, wearing eye masks on the highest terrains,
not heading my grief.
The dust was crying.
Satish Verma
Gert Strydom, 17 june 2014
Crow
Early the morning dew shimmers
over the grass where over his eyes goes
where he is clinging to a branch
and his glance travels on and on
as if the entire world is his
and everything that can be prey on is spied upon
from where the sun is only colouring the horizon
and even a dot carries meaning.
When Cain killed Abel he was a witness
and came to his own element
while Abel’s life did grow faint after a deadly blow
and over the animals fleeing in fear he was astounded
but was hungry with the first smell of blood
while the whole world around him did shudder
and his screeching call did quiver
while he wanted to tear and devour
when he did find a new source of food
and from that time he was a dark child
that wanders continually ready
on the wings of the wind.
© Gert Strydom
Gert Strydom, 17 june 2014
If you want to place your darling wife in words
If you want to place your darling wife in words
it’s not with a sober eye that you look at her
and when you want to remember her face and even her eyes
you are time and again astonished by her character
and every word stays in the fog of the mind
when you wonder if her eyes are blue, green or grey
while you do realize that what you write is untrue to her
as part of a greater whole that you want to replace
and when you only look too near at small things
a hand is only a hand and an eye an eye
wherein character and intellect burn behind the viewers
which looks completely different in the whole picture
where character can raise a person to an angel
or from a still greater scope to only a speck in the sand.
Gert Strydom, 17 june 2014
My God is not just an icon
My God is not just an icon
that still hangs on a cross
and where I go He walks along
and He is present
in every moment.
He knows every human being intimately
sees every tear,
hears every prayer
and when darkness folds its arms around me
I am still in His company.
Let others believe what the want
His love urges me
to believe in Him.
Gert Strydom, 17 june 2014
The seagull
I see a gull with wings swept back
fall into the deeper blue
and with power ascend from the ocean
with a codfish of which the tail hits to both sides
and its shade glides over the mirror smooth surface with a fish
when that bird is just for another moment there.
Satish Verma, 17 june 2014
KILLING ZONE
If you walk straight under the
shadow of moon, to the salt lake
death will blow a long whistle.
Everything was ruined in war of words.
There was no peace in the heart,
even after meditation, the mind
drove for the flesh, caressing neither
blameless womb nor Oedipus.
The dead forefathers goad the hypocrisy
till the blood spurts out from
the black navel of centuries
and the forgiveness stands naked.
Satish Verma
Milena Sušnik Falle, 16 june 2014
MILOSTNO JUTRO
Vonj jutra
kraljevo
zavaja dan
v odpuščeno –
da ne bi bolelo,
jokalo –
zvonilo tam,
kjer ni zvonov.
Blazine trave z dražem jutra
blestijo v soncu -
zadišijo:
majhna sebi,
čutno polzim vase,
da se kdo ve kje,
približam udarcu dneva -
bo milosten ali surov.
Polja tiho
na soncu ležijo –
občutek svetosti,
kot prvo obhajilo;
razodeto zunaj mene –
komaj verjetno –
zlepljeno z odtisi milosti jutra,
za neizogiben čas trnjevo negotov.
Milena Sušnik Falle - Slovenija
pesniška zbirka Tempus fugit - Čas beži
Satish Verma, 16 june 2014
JUST BEAUTY
Today I want to take a lethal dose
of black lips, confronting the killer on
contract. Time dithers to escort. May be
a cold-blooded murder of a handful of
sick shadows will give a transparent
memory.
Planting a sad kiss on blameless
insomniac, I rub the sweet tenderness
of morning blossom, a work of a faithful
artist, an unnoticed grief (for the sake
of old promise) . Meanwhile the blue moon
splits into thousand splinters.
From the height of insanity flows
the chaste river of history. I defy the
laws of gravity and climb with death
all the time, becoming dark to myself,
finding the shape of light in
beauty of death.
Satish Verma
Satish Verma, 15 june 2014
NOW AWAKENING
Always working out the territory
to find out the limits on the right
to live or die. Why not to get
an assisted death when you choose
to go unnoticed without fission or
folding up? Time was becoming a book
you cannot read like a polygraph.
The carnivores are increasing in
numbers and destroying the eco-balance
of human relationship. The dry bones
are piling up and the gouged eyes were
gaping in ethical failure under hot
glow of brightness, the naked god
chasing the helpless man. The coming
of age of a dialogue on fear was
important for a debate to start.
Satish Verma
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