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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 9 september 2014

In the back garden

Where children try to catch peach beetles and butterflies
there faces are radiant and red cheeked,
the fragrances of the peaches and apricots are in the orchard
and there is a peaceful tranquillity hanging over the whole garden.
 
Everything that is sweet they press into their mouths,
exuberant they run up and down
to find new discoveries
of the most beautiful flowers growing on the ground.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 september 2014

Constantly I am astounded by your beauty

Your beauty constantly astounds me
when your loveliness
embraces my life, shadows linger,
and with nobleness
you do become far more than just my princess,
oblivion
falls over the past when we laugh together
and I do yearn for another kiss from you.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 september 2014

When the early the morning does begin (cavatina)

When the early the morning does begin
and you arise
my lady, the first doves do happy sing,
while the dew lies
on your garden’s most pretty flower cups
and in your eyes
with greatest joy golden the sun does shine;
then forever I want you to be mine.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 20 august 2014

Salome (Rubiyat sonnet)

With her long legs continually flashing,
on her small heel and toe she is dancing
keeping perfectly to the banging rhythm
in passing smiling sweetly at the king.
 
Past she dances again, smiles, laughs and turn,
the king watches while he is taciturn
with her skirt rising in loveliness
while brightly blazing, flaming torches burn,
 
to the men, the king the dance ends too soon,
while outside hangs a tiny sickle moon,
she is asked to dance once more,
to dance flirting and to ask for a boon.
 
In sheer pristine beauty she stands tall,
asks for the head of a holy man to fall.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 20 august 2014

When I hold you tightly against me

There is companionship and trust between us
when I embrace you tightly against me,
I am aware of your heartbeat
and it’s as if that moment holds something deeper


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 august 2014

If I have to think God to be female (Sicilian septet)

(in answer to John Agard)
 
If I have to think God to be female
for all the beautiful things He did create
for big rainbows that are bright and not pale
for love that is something astounding great
then probably I would be drunk with ale
while to blasphemy Him I could not wait;
in the Word He declares to be male
 
[Reference: “Rainbow” by John Agard.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 august 2014

Lazarus arising (Sicilian septet)

I have been told by a young mortician
about a very strange odd incident
where declared dead by a physician
as a corpse to the mortuary went.
An old to death drugged local musician
unzipped the body-bag, did anger vent,
his language was not anything Christian.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 august 2014

While in a loving embrace you touch me (Envelope couplet sestets)

While in a loving embrace you touch me
between us there is a kind of tranquillity,
while I see the beauty of you kind face,
between our mouths there is little space
in your shining eyes some longing I see,
while in a loving embrace you touch me.
 
While in a loving embrace you touch me
this moment is how life is supposed to be
while almost intimately we stand together
barely touching, barely caressing each other
and from all whims and worries we are free,
while in a loving embrace you touch me.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 august 2014

Come joyful sun (Novelinee)

Come joyful sun and shine brightly upon
the gloomy, cold and rainy winter chill
until every mark of winter is gone,
let flowers bloom at my house on the hill,
bring the dainty, lively and lovely spring
let bright wild flowers everywhere appear,
birds sing; butterflies fly on each small wing,
as if once more creation is drawing near,
while the skies are dark blue and crystal clear.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 august 2014

Since the first morning light

Since the first morning light you were up and gone
and I thought of last night as the day moved on
and voiceless between us sweet emotions remain
while through the day we both do toil alone
 
yet in the late afternoon you will return to me,
very soon your smiling bright face I will see
and I wonder if other couples
are also with each other’s company so very happy?


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