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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2012

Arrival

With a tingle that rushes in my blood
you run up to me with a great smile
when I arrive from the aeroplane
and again I am astonished by your beauty
when a crowd of people move around us
and we embrace and are lost in each other.

Moments stretch out almost eternally
when we disrupt the movement of other passengers,
when pairs of eyes stare deeply into each others
as if we see each other for the first time,
when time keeps lingers as if it does not exist
and we embrace and are lost in each other.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2012

Let us love nobly (Stave stanza sestets)

May we learn to love as deep and as true,
that not a thing can remove me from you
that all our words and actions only prove
that we both do truly know how to love,
when in old age we are, our days do pass,
in our love, everything might be as it was.

May we love each other with no decay,
that each tomorrow be better than today
and when all of life has run its own course,
in death there will be sleep and no divorce
and when we stand before our God at last
in our love, everything might be as it was.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 listopada 2012

Its spring and outside new flowers do appear

Its spring and outside new flowers do appear
the sweet smell of jasmine hangs on the wind,
a sparrow moves at the window
and for long moments I am blinded by your beauty
and you are in my bed, my lovely bride
when we find ardent passion with each other,
moving for moments to the edge of eternity.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 listopada 2012

In the late night rain falls whispering

In the late night rain falls whispering,
blossoms on branches move in the wind
and I am aware of the smallest sound
as if in the darkness I can find something
and for moments the night becomes dear to me,
while I again feel innocent like a child
but still life outside stays dark.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 listopada 2012

You soft lips on my cheek

Your soft lips on my cheek
lets time linger for moments
when I am drawn to you
when you look lovingly at me
when that moment becomes precious
when reality gets a new kind of meaning
when we are together

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 listopada 2012

Sometimes I wonder if we were in love?

Sometimes I wonder if we were in love
when I broke her heart,
as we did not held hands, did not even kiss
although our friendship had a kind of tenderness

and I had given her a gift of a silver pen,
while maybe far too slowly
things between us did happen
and in some obscure way she was dear to me

and I wonder what kind of betrayal it was
when I did with another girl a relationship start
which brought what was between us to an end
and she wasn’t any longer my friend.

If it had been love, maybe it was only starting,
was still an innocent kind of thing,
but how deep her feelings did go
I never really will know.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 listopada 2012

You stayed right through the night

You stayed right through the night,
you were sweet beautiful and fair
and up to the next morning light
you were with without a single care.

With the first light you had to go away
while I heard your heart beating from under your breast
but you lingered on that day
and with your love I were truly blest.

I asked you to be my bride,
as in loving we could not be celibate
and you accepted with pride
to be much more than my bedmate.

Now every morning it’s you beautiful eyes that I see
and as long as I live
you will probably accompany me
as my lovely beautiful wife.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 21 listopada 2012

She softly spoke my name during her sleep (Novelinee)

She softly spoke my name during her sleep,
turned around on a cool linen sheet
while slowly along the dark night did creep,
the air was with fragrant lavender sweet,
had the smell of jasmine and cinnamon,
stretching out naked across the soft bed
her limbs and body in the moonlight shone
and on the pillow laid her curly head,
before at dawn the many stars were shed.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 21 listopada 2012

One true darling I do implore

(after Dorothy Parker)

How much I longed for her to be different
but still through the ages it stayed true
that no girl was heaven sent
and to the ways of love there was nothing new,

while a boy and girl each other met it was the same
and like all others they did kiss and kiss,
while being for a time in bliss, believing no other was like this
and who is to blame when suddenly the parting came?

Helen smiled in sheer loveliness,
while the man that swept her away was somewhat reckless
and one true darling I do implore,
but probably will wait forevermore.

[Reference: “Incurable” by Dorothy Parker.]

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 21 listopada 2012

I’d rather give all of my love (Persian quatrain) (in reply to Dorothy Parker)

I’d rather give all of my love and give it well
and have a heartbreaking story to tell
than act selfish, thin and wise
and land in the pits of another kind of hell.

[Reference: “Partial comfort” by Dorothy Parker.]

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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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