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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 13 grudnia 2012

When daylight comes

When daylight comes the clouds draw open
while the night takes all of her shining stuff,
the rays of the sun walk through the heaven,
stars shatter to pieces beyond the blue
and when the moon gleams golden after the twilight,
become much bigger as if it gets nearer
and climbs with a bow over the horizon
then the night clothes herself in her satin black cloak again,
while stars appears like white falling pieces of hail.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 13 grudnia 2012

Insignificant are the white clouds that pass

(after Toon van den Heever)
 
Insignificant are the white clouds that do pass
as they are driven by strong winds without any solidity
and are build high like towers
without any guards watching.
Forever the winds and clouds do swish forth
and for me and you a time is set
to build a life like we should,
to have time linger with each other
and to be lost in the depths of love
 
[Reference: “Haelwit gestapelde wolke”  by Toon van den Heever.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 grudnia 2012

When I saw you, the world felt untouched

When I saw you, the world felt untouched,
as if you were the first woman
and to you I wanted to give my whole life
wanted to bring a new meaning to yours


while I am astounded by you
and without you
everything precious is missing,
and without you I feel totally lost.
 
You tell me about your dreams,
about the wild flowers
that only bloom in the hills
while I am falling deeper in love with you
 
and we suddenly drive high up into a mountain pass
where it’s an experience
to together find a wild orchid,
in a place untouched by man.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 grudnia 2012

After you did draw the curtains tight

After you did draw the curtains tight,
your clothes dropped
and you were stretched out over the bed,
looking very enticing.
 
You smiled, when you reached for me,
with you soft mouth that were luring,
when you were right against me,
when you wanted me to settle myself in you;
 
your breasts were soft, firm and round
and without any fear
you took me to ultimate bliss,
where you healed me,
 
where you taught me to be lost
in a place far past
the urges of the human spirit,
to find a kind of peace.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 12 grudnia 2012

Let me tell you of my love (virelay)

Let me tell you of my love day by day,
and little things like a dove
that life at times brings onto my way,
see as an action from above,
 
even if this life does me around shove
let me still truly love you
while into each other we fit as a glove,
let my eyes sparkle blue
 
while yours have a strange kind of hue,
with care in every remark,
let only kindness in everything be due
with passion as the spark.
 
When we do in greater things embark
let us then find an alcove,
a place of love, solace against the dark
living out our own love.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 7 grudnia 2012

Perfect love (Sicilian Quintain)

Perfect love is such a strange kind of thing
in a way a kind of sublime paradigm
where we are searching something unending
that still stays even through the end of time,
as if it is eternally living. 


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 7 grudnia 2012

Something that no words can explain (quintella)

Your cries have got pleasure, not pain
that rips right through the sheer silence
in a joyful experience 
and to me our passion is plain
something that no words can explain.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 7 grudnia 2012

I think about your bright face

I think about your bright face
as if you are right here with me
but far too quickly the image wants to disappear
as if there is nothing left
and my attention stray to outside, to the street.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 grudnia 2012

Daybreak

Becoming wide awake at the first light
he lies motionless, watches her
in her tranquil sleep,
where she is right there,
but somewhere away from him.
 
He is far too scared to move,
scared to wake her up
before the set time
and then suddenly her eyes open,
she watches him,
draws him close to the heat of her body.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 grudnia 2012

The night is starting (quintain)

The night is starting
while the blue is slipping away,
gleaming crimson the sun is departing
while its lasts rays decay
and suddenly it is the end of day.


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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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