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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 10 października 2012

You know that you are very deep in my heart

You know that you are very deep in my heart,
how much I adore you
while in your absence I miss you for long moments

and love brings a kind of sorrow
but continually you sneak deeper into my heart.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,

my words, my deeds and feelings are no secret
but sometimes my words get few,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments

and you are in every thought
and our comfort with each other has been present from the beginning.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,

that our love goes much further than just sympathy
that nobody can fabricate such feelings,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.

Everything that I am and want to be you do know
and sometimes you are in every word and sentence.
You know that you are very deep in my heart,
while in your absence I miss you for long moments.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 10 października 2012

Words sometimes take on a own meaning

Words sometimes take on a own meaning
and sometimes they are sharp and painful
as if there is much more to words

as if a kind of secret knowledge hides in them
that are sometimes something moving.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning

but somehow words can at times miss things
and are sometimes dependent on feelings
as if there is much more to words

when through it all love brings a kind of bonding
and so you and I are attractive to each other.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning

and daily a bond develops between us,
while you become more considerable to me,
as if there is much more to words

you constantly live in my thoughts,
while love becomes real through words.
Words sometimes take on a own meaning
as if there is much more to words…

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 9 października 2012

Still I find you deeper in my heart

There are times that I wonder how much you do love me
when people want to drive us apart
and still I find you deeper in my heart,

even when people fabricate lies,
when they hit, spit and lay accusations.
There are times that I wonder how much you do love me

even when there is resistance in every sentence of yours,
even when people bring you to anger by saying things
and still I find you deeper in my heart

and I know that nothing can conquer true love,
while I keep to the oath that I have made.
There are times that I wonder how much you do love me

and even if my words and deeds as if without affect
when people hide behind hearsay
and still I find you deeper in my heart,

as if our love continually starts over again,
when people want to squash everything beautiful between us.
There are times that I wonder how much you do love me
and still I find you deeper in my heart.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 9 października 2012

The impact of your deeds (limerick)

The impact of your deeds I do know
and it did hit like a hammer blow
but the impact of your words stays,
cutting me day by day
and divorced I still live in its shadow.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 9 października 2012

Remember me! (limerick)

Remember me! Remember me!
You wrote, said and would not let me be
and destroyed our love with your paramour,
acted like a cheap whore
and thank God now I am free from thee.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 9 października 2012

My territory (limerick)

Some thirty centimetres around me
is the territory bordering my body,
so stranger beware when you draw up close
when we wait in lines and rows
or I might hit or knock even spit thee.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 października 2012

Princess of my heart

(after A.G. Visser)

If you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black
we would have met each other at daybreak and sunset,
we would have greeted each other for moments
when the earth turns in its eternal orbit
and you would bring light to my darkness,
if you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black.
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If you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space
we would have constantly touched each other
and at times I would have made your waters my own
and at times your waves would hit threatening
while my breath draws tracks over your surface,
if you were the stretched out ocean
and I the sky that goes up to space

If you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity
your lustrous glory would sing of my coming
while insects and birds frolic in pollination
and we both would draw strength from light, rain and dust
and I would be able to bare your fruit from each pretty flower,
if you were the spring that explodes in blossoms
and I the summer that comes with maturity

but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing,
if you only knew the depth of my love
you would never be able to forget
and still my love sneaks into you
and brings meaning and maturity to every desire
but you are my princess that I adore as my wife
and I am a writer of verses that keeps longing.

[Reference: “Princesse Lontaine” by A.G. Visser.]

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 października 2012

You are my big eyed woman

You are my big eyed woman, my girl,
in whose heart I find true love
and even if destiny sometimes shakes me,
even if the wild stormy wind blows

and even when life wants to devour my humanity
and even if I become blind in my old age
I still find the warmth of your caress,
and continually I am loved by you.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 października 2012

Sometimes I do suspect

Sometimes I do suspect
that our love is much more
than chemical urges in the blood.
Sometimes I do suspect
that life goes on
up to a single event;
Sometimes I do suspect
that our love is much more…

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 października 2012

Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings

Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings,
sometimes a moment is balanced in silence,
when something unseen speaks.
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings
when love accepts the smallest thing as being right,
when we learn deeper things from that, which is unsaid,
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings,
sometimes a moment is balanced in silence.

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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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