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	Gert Strydom
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Gert Strydom, 6 september 2013

Wind-swallows

Just before the rain they fly twittering
until the drops start to splatter
and they have got to flee to their nests
before bolts of thunder can obliterate them.

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Gert Strydom, 5 september 2013

From before the beginning of time
You did already measure me out,
did determine my humanity and character.
You did know
when I would fall and stand up again
and if I do forget
Your love and sacrifices
I ask that You bring me back to You again.

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Gert Strydom, 5 september 2013

What kind of power did flow out of You?

What kind of power did flow out of You
when mere speech did change into solid matter,
when light and gasses did suddenly appear,
when water did start to exist and spread
and the fruitful soil and minerals did only start to exist
when many living plants organisms, animals,
birds, fishes and man got an own life?

It’s the kind of science that no man can understand,
that makes energy and things come from nothing
and do exist in intricate systems and forms
that is designed masterly
to function together as a whole
that had resulted from Your words
as everything that are and has been

and that which we still will find.

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Gert Strydom, 4 september 2013

Something on love (cavatina)

The spirit and soul tells the human being
reach valiantly,
for someone else, for something that’s much more,
apart from me,
that selfless becomes part of my own whole
and the body
reacts chemical, life becomes a song,
while feelings do bind us uttermost strong.

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Gert Strydom, 4 september 2013

About the power that love do impress

About the power that love do impress,
there is something that is really lovely
a kind of beauty that does confess
that love does come totally free
and in my heart your image does linger on
while all thoughts, needs of others are gone.

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Gert Strydom, 4 september 2013

In the aloe covered hillocks

In the aloe covered hillocks I saw nature have her way
with orange primal naked flowers among the rocks
while proteas bloomed on sunny day after sunny day;
small miracles caught the eye, under a cobalt sky

while you smiled at me with an inner happiness,
you radiated something more than just tranquillity
had softness, a serenity and a type of kindness;
your soft lips I wanted to kiss with you I wanted to be.

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Gert Strydom, 3 september 2013

My darling

(after Robert Louis Stevenson)

My darling is beautiful with eyes the sun’s hue
sparkling like morning dew
and she is honest, true and utterly straight
the creator made her to be my mate.

With words that at times can be a consuming fire
or a blessing like a cool stream and love that doesn’t tire
always cheerful and level headed and never sinister
I find the most gracious qualities in her.

As friend, companion, partner and wife
she was send to this life
to live openly
forever duty bound but still free
as the greatest of blessings to me.

[Reference: “My Wife” by Robert Louis Stevenson.]

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Gert Strydom, 3 september 2013

Most beautiful girl

Most beautiful girl
I send a message to you
but no postal dove can get it to you
as life passes far too quickly

but the stars, the moon, the sun and the sky are witnesses
to the feelings that we have got for each other

and in seconds it has got to be with you
so that you can read it
and can give a nice lovely answer
to how perfect moments between us are.

My lips upon yours carry it
and in every gasp or breath,
in our heart beats the message is send
and it’s as if this moment can last eternally.

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Gert Strydom, 3 september 2013

When the day is only just breaking

When the day is only just breaking
and the morning star has only just appeared
then I have got break my first bread
and start on the waiting journey
where the road is already yearning
for me to travel on
as if my footsteps
are already set on to it
but you have got to go along
and accompany me
so that I can daily,
sometimes hourly, tell you about my love
and the sun, the sky and the stars
can sparkle in your eyes.

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Gert Strydom, 2 september 2013

Somewhere I have lost my way in you

Somewhere I have lost my way in you
as if I am lost in you
and as if I can find no footpath leading to the outside,
I am trapped.
Your glances and the way that you do look
are constantly lingering in my heart
and I am caught in nights
even if you
are right here against me
and everything feels so genuine and true
as if I am meant
to constantly
go through life with you
as if I am to anchor my fingers, my humanity in you.

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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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Wind-swallows

From before time

What kind of power did flow out of You?

Something on love (cavatina)

About the power that love do impress

In the aloe covered hillocks

My darling

Most beautiful girl

When the day is only just breaking

Somewhere I have lost my way in you

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