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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 kwietnia 2013

Let autumn draw its first lines

when the summer sun shines down
from the unstained blue
and its hot rays shine in glory
without any clouds building up,
when the beauty of nature stretches
as if the summer will never pass
and let the autumn then draw its first lines.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 kwietnia 2013

The darkness in me

The darkness in me is summoned by tragedy,
oppression and the pain
that life sometimes brings and never I am truly free
while my tears are falling like rain

but in all things Your righteousness,
Your love and compassion
comes to me to bless, even in the nothingness
and in times of oppression

there’s a new light that I see,
while I look upon the cross, see You hanging in innocence
and even when my heart is full of anxiety
You bring me to acquittal from recompense,

to find inner strength and endless joy
instead of in anger that wants to destroy.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 kwietnia 2013

Even in times of great woe (Persian / Rubiyat quatrain)

Even in times of great woe
when time moves far to slow
when havoc is present on earth
of Your presence I do know

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 kwietnia 2013

In a world of agony and pain

In a world of agony and pain,
not only here and there
but the great kindness and love
of God does eternally remain
and the signs of his presence are everywhere
and nothing can His blessings remove

and wherever I look
new hope like flowers do daily arise
and from the plain to the brook
I see the tokens of His touching hand
and even when I do not understand
His decisions in my life are constantly wise.

Be joyful my heart
as daily God does His care impart.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 kwietnia 2013

From eternity (cavatina)

From eternity you were destined
to be with me
and together we have some happy days,
from fear are free
but when from each other we are apart
I am lonely
and I miss you much more than I can tell,
as forever I am under your spell.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 kwietnia 2013

Without you (cavatina)

Without you my days are very empty
and solitary,
life seems without its essence without you,
too ordinary
days do string on while from you I am gone,
it’s necessary
to have your company, to see your face
weekends do seem a Godly kind of grace.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 kwietnia 2013

In the darkness you sneak by along the corridor

In the darkness you sneak by along with the corridor
and when the floor creaks
I wonder if the people in the house are listening.
Away is the tiredness
when the early morning sun caresses me softly
and awakes me
when you are dressed and looking lovely
and still I am struggling to drive my dreams away.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 kwietnia 2013

Come to our flower-garden

On his face you can see that he is getting old,
and he is almost seventy years.
Punctually he is on his post
sweeping my yard with his homemade broom
and with hardened hands he works long hours
in old clothes that has seen better days
and he changes into better clothes
before he goes home on his bicycle.

In the twelve years that he has worked for me
I have seen him in deep thoughts many times
and when I ask him about it
he always says that he is speaking with his heart.

His mind goes back to his beloved Kwazulu-Natal,
to the mountains and the grass veldt of his youth
and to the innocence of a barefoot child
looking after his father’s herd of cattle.

Most of all he misses his family
and tears well up in his eyes
when he talks about the veldt
and the freedom of being a child.

He misses his mother’s maize porridge
from a black cast iron pot
and the meat roasted on an open fire,
the stories told around the fire by the elders
and the singing and dancing of the ladies
with their skirts wiggling
and the laughter
that rings out as if you can hear it forever
and the stars that shines like diamonds in the sky
that is spread all over like a giant glistening blanket
and the moon that reflects on the water of the river
as if it’s taking a bath
and the wild animals that were everywhere
when people were free

but today he lives in a room with his wife
in a suburb of Springs
but sometimes when he has saved enough money
he goes back home to see
how freedom still looks like.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 17 kwietnia 2013

When love is not enough

When love is not enough
to bring happiness
and people are finding greater value
in each material thing
then a kind of monstrosity hides
that alienates them from each other
which estranges there humanity
bit by tiny bit.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 17 kwietnia 2013

When I miss you continually

When I miss you continually, are longing through the nights,
then it’s as if you are near with your soft cheek
and I think about how you bath, pray, are busy with poems
but there is some grief in the song of the doves

that continually sounds up out of the stripped tree
when outside stars shine blue-white in rows;
our love, your humanity keeps surrounding me
and I am constantly thinking and thinking about you.

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Pozostałe wiersze: 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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