Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 maja 2012

Planting African Marigolds (cavatina sequence)

Under the summer sun’s harsh glare I hoed
and I weeded,
to and fro I planted the seed in rows,
flowers I needed
to like their mother grow almost waist high
but unheeded
of all my efforts not a single one
appeared as the soil turned to stone.

Some more seeds I harvested from dried buds
as spring came on,
some the weavers might as their food devour,
they may be gone
with the whispering churning rampant wind
but some alone
would burst through the earth, would no season mar,
like blazing flaming yellow and red stars.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 maja 2012

Never in all the years that I am living

Never in all the years that I am living
could I learn to know someone so intimate,
have I been so caught in your love,
did I want to win your heart so desperately;
it’s as if I know you from the start of human existence,
as if God has drawn a way for us through eternity,
from the moment when I noticed you for the first time
it’s as if you are making me much greater than mere humanity,
as if you are bringing joy for heartaches,
when I awake every morning with greater power
and I know that God Himself is present in your presence
then there is only sunshine in the waiting day
and I wonder why I had to find you after a lifetime
when something so unfathomable strong binds us to each other?


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 maja 2012

Now that we know that love claims a prize

Now that we know that love claims a prize,
that it brings a kind of liberation,
that nothing else has its kind of depths
and that it binds very strong when you do find it.

As if from the beginning of human existence,
pre-planned to meet each other
it is something strange and somewhat known
when our eyes suddenly meet each others.

Away is the loneliness and being separate
when we notice each other for who we are,
when suddenly we know there and then:
you are the one for who I have been waiting all my life.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 maja 2012

To me you are the sparkle

To me you are the sparkle when the morning comes,
the innocence that is hidden in every young child,
your love, your presence comes
like a butterfly’s fluttering flight.

As if we know each other a thousand years,
you fit perfect and wonderful into my life.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 21 maja 2012

Early in the morning

Early in the morning the summer sun
has burnt the night open,
glowing in the late afternoon
it has descended right across the country
but now that winter is coming,
suddenly the mind is jerked
when mornings are silver and dark
and afternoons becomes totally grey.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 maja 2012

Love comes to me (cavatina)

Love comes to me both selfishly and selfless;
every thought
has something happy, a own purity
silently brought
by your very presence, a essence
that’s heartfelt sought,
up to the very heights you do me raise,
with all the unspoken words of your gaze


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 maja 2012

I wonder if you know today

I wonder if you know today
about the feelings I had
when last night we knelt to pray,
when hand in hand we were both glad?

Even the silence between us are whispering
telling romantic stories of selfless endless love,
suddenly there is something special in everything
while we know of deep things that nothing can remove.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 maja 2012

Fused are we

Fused are we in thoughts, body and soul
even if the earth rocks about on the judgement day,
nothing can rip this love, these feelings away
while you are making me better, are making me whole;
this love is totally perfect and selfless
as the very essence of God it does possess.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 17 maja 2012

You resisted with words, plans and actions

You resisted with words, plans
and with actions you tried to avert,
daily you erected new higher ramparts
to try and ward off,
constantly you tried to force me back,
where I tried to love you
past time and counsel,
in silent betrayal you did fall in love with me.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 17 maja 2012

How easily you could bring change

How easily you could bring change,
could change the dark hate
that had surrounded my humanity,
could bring love in me
for my enemies, God and my fellow-men;
as my partner in life
could show me the depths of true love,
with your life as an image of God’s character.


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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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