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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 17 april 2012

1899-1902 (cavatina sequence) (in answer to A. E. Housman)

From the Orange Free State to the Transvaal
farms and towns burn,
from concentration camps women, children,
do not return,
up in the hillocks European farmers fight;
not taciturn
Emily Hobhouse does expose some ills,
many innocents the British do kill.

Hard driven men who read the word of God
fight very brave,
hear the British sing their God save their Queen;
they cannot save
some twenty thousand women and children,
but they do crave
for freedom and for a place of their own,
are forced to swear loyal to the crown.

After that bitter war they have to sing
“God save the queen,”
return to decimated farms and towns,
their pain unseen,
impoverished they make a living,
for peace are keen;
to today their kinsmen do not forget,
in God’s record His punishment is set.

[Reference: “1887” by A. E. Housman.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 16 april 2012

To you who always are in my thoughts (English sonnet)

If our sweet love could not be compared,
if it could not by anything be quenched,
to love you so then I tried, I dared
without expecting to be recompensed,

maybe at the start I was much to bold ,
believing absurdly in sincerity
and I told you clearly what my heart hold
but now I need more than just charity

that with each other our intimate dealings
will be mature, be bound by the same spell,
that there will be magic in your feelings
not only kissing and wishing me well:

for far too many years you have been free.
If you honestly love me, then tell me.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 16 april 2012

With courage I want to look into your eyes (English sonnet)

In you I have seen some great virtue,
a kind of loving that comes selfless
from the heart, a dedication that is true
a kind of kindness that is ready to bless.

I have loved you, as you are really fair,
not only for your company, great beauty,
for your outward looks and your auburn hair
but for the way that you make it your duty

to spread your kind of sheer light and sunshine
when I am around, to whoever you meet
a real kindness that no one can decline
and here now I lay my soul at your feet,

with courage want to look into your eyes
past all previous days, past all goodbyes.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 16 april 2012

I have been dreaming of a girl (in answer to Dorothy Parker)

I have been dreaming of a girl
with sunshine in her hair,
about someone lovely and fair
whose locks the wind does twirl

and up to me she would be walking
on the brightest sunny day
and spontaneous we would be talking
while she would flip all of the yesterday’s away.

Then one day suddenly
my life and the world changed
while you walked up to me
and it felt as if everything had been rearranged.

Maybe there is something in the first time that we both did love,
a secret kind of blessing that did come from above
and although it had been many years ago,
still I do of that blessed summer know.

[Reference: “The red dress” by Dorothy Parker.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 13 april 2012

Twilight (sijo)

Brightly hot the sun shines down on some lovely summer days
while the golden moon smiles romantically during long nights,
where are we with dawn or dusk when twilight divides the two?


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 13 april 2012

Stretching summer (sijo)

There must be a kind of way to make this summer stretch out
pulling it longer, as the shadows on the trees
that the time with my love can linger into a lifetime.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 13 april 2012

The games we play (sijo)

During our youth we played innocent games without guilt
by the whim of playing them there was a kind of sheer happiness,
but as adults, life and love is a game without absolution.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 april 2012

As if learning to love all over again

Let us every moment recall
as if learning to love all over again
from our first kiss in the rain
and let every gesture big and small

carry a message of tenderness,
let every embrace, every soft caress
be more than the daily thirst,
be much more than normal human bliss.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 april 2012

You filled my wavering sight (Novelinee)

I have seen a lovely garden that speaks
of the most tender kind of loving care
with tranquillity, beauty at a peak
with different flowers everywhere
in colours and fragrances that delight,
in their bright variety, their kinds of hue
but then you filled my wavering sight
with your words and intentions that are true
and I have never met someone like you.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 april 2012

When in rapture and in bliss

When in rapture and in bliss we do feel
that life is more
that being bound to the mere human body,
that in each kiss
things are different than they had been before;
then we realize
that in that moment somebody else truly do exist,
then we act selfless
to be perfectly part of the one that we do love.


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Other poems: For now and for always, The temptation of being near to her, Your walking away is measured in watt, In the garden (ABECEDARIUM), Just for a moment it is there, There are people, Unknowing we may be living in a war zone, Holiday, I yearn for the secrets of nature (sonnet), At 52 the nuts of my country are stripped, A strange dream (triolet), The beach, the morning, Where star systems do disappear in the nought (sonnet), Come to my flower garden, Warriors of the civil service, This morning the sky glitters blue, You must not show any fear, My dear loving God, Sad tidings, Morning, Mirror image, The sun hangs orange red, Divorce V, Divorce IV (Espinela), Divorce III, Divorce II (cavatina), Divorce, Respite, At times we are only set on passing (American sonnet), The peach tree, The gardener, The old guitar (cavatina), Dear Lord God, Still life, Two sides to everything (cavatina), I have missed my country, The sardine run, He lies stretched out in the sun, Africa, There’s no other country, When death’s fingers do me touch, I wonder where is an untouched place that firmly does stand, You never came, I am afraid, The silent countdown, Without matter, Dare you character?, Once I wrote a kind of happy song (Orléans rondel prime), There is no other saviour, Alone we come into the world (for my mom on mother’s day), With hunger in your eyes, Please do forgive, Hoba West Meteor, When I do consider how my time is spent, I see him doing carpentry, When the two of us met, John Phillip, On Pretoria (Italian sonnet), Return, Cecil John Rhodes (Italian sonnet) (in answer to Rudyard Kipling), Afterwards, I walk in the veldt near to Majuba hillock, Vain are the words and deeds that are mine (Rubiyat sonnet), When I do find no place of peace (sonnet), Why I remember the Anglo-Boer war (John Dee sonnet), Lord, only in Your footsteps (Persian / Rubiyat quatrain), On a night, Far too quickly time rushes on (Persian /Rubiyat quatrain), Like any other person, She lives beautiful (sonnet), Where this world is but a grain of sand, On the day of my birth, The crucifixion of the Son of God, Today my heart is full of joy, A prayer (Sonnet), On my birthday, My heart has gone quite in me (Persian / Rubiyat quatrain), Come to me, Soldier: yesterday, At this place I have been before (sonnet), There had been a kind of loneliness, When the early the morning does begin (cavatina), Constantly I am astonished, When I hold you tight, Life is a gift, Bus trip at night, I have not seen the spark of life, Kamikaze, Lucifer at sunrise, The things in a town, When from me she is out of sight, How chilly like winter, Some times, I love you, Long Beach, As my eyes gaze into the dark night, I see her dancing gaily, Right against the morass, African September, A room in the past, The secret room, It had been a hell of spring with the sun hanging scorching, The marsh, For my darling, with New Year, The old year, Today people are not interested, South Africa is also my country, In this distant country, What fanciful lives we lead, As if they are beacons, You are my darling (sonnet), On Christmas, Last night I dreamt of you, Where are we now?, I had dreamt of you, At night the mind plays its tricks, Inside you and I dance, One Military Hospital, Something about a bird in a tree, While the year hangs skeleton, I gave my love to you, No other painting, Field of maize, The red arum lilies, Would my words, When the front door, At dusk, Child, Cry, Maybe 4, Maybe 3, Maybe 2, To be us, Photocopy machine, I do love Africa, While everything is turning brown outside, The crumbling man, My small Jack Russell dog, With self contempt I stand in the veldt, The fallen Cuban soldier, There is a time when night sneaks in, After the farm invasions in Zimbabwe, The small redbreast sings and dances, I love you, Walls, A child is a strange thing, Baby lies so fast asleep, It is a pitch-dark night, Hecuba, A pastor,
 

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