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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 7 marca 2014

It was yet another bright sunny summer day

It was yet another bright sunny summer day
and the sky was pure blue as if only just created by God,
up and down sparrows and weavers flew and nothing was odd,
butterflies fluttered and bees buzzed and it was if all was at play.

Your eyes were golden and bright like the sun
and in them I read messages of love,
there was a kind of beauty that nothing can remove
and around us the entire world was having fun.

Your smile was happy and the dearest thing,
something beautiful that caught the eye
and all around us different birds did fly
twittering and cooing and praising some did sing.

Since then I have learnt that all of life is ephemeral,
moments may deceive or be true,
even if there is something special between me and you
nothing in reality is eternal

and yet that day remains with me constantly.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 marca 2014

I waited at the motored gate

I waited at the motored gate
when winter was bleak and grey
and the early morning fog seemed desolate
as I had not seen the sun on that day

The morning mist blotted out the sky
and in the distance a plover’s call did resound
but then much more lonely was I
when much further away howled a hound.

The features of the houses seemed to me
like spectres ever present but unknown
as if all hope was covered by the foggy canopy
with no sharp, real features being shown

and wet and wicked smelled the earth
if like this all days would now run by,
as if a kind of illness was present at each birth,
as if the destruction of man was nigh

but in the old oak tree some birds were fluttering
and crystal clear and gay
a dove did its song of love sing
and unlimited a sudden ray

did the fog part
as if the bird had a kind of hope and love
that did speak to the depths of the heart,
as if brightness was coming that nothing could remove.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 marca 2014

Sometimes you turn my world upside down

Sometimes you turn my world upside down
when you bring change to the routine of life
and sometimes we do together laugh and believe
that good things jump into our way.
Sometimes you do smile and I do wonder
where you get such happiness
and sometimes I am blinded
when I find signs of love in your eyes.
Sometimes I want to hide you in my arms
when on your birthday ill-mannered people make you cry
and like a scared child
you long for better, more beautiful and wonderful days.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 marca 2014

Every spring (Persian / Rubiyat quatrain)

Every spring after the rain
new life comes again
when seeds are sprouting
and even the smallest petals of grain.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 4 marca 2014

Maybe the biggest sacrifice

Maybe the biggest sacrifice
that a human can give
to live selflessly
and to make sacrifices for others

and maybe this kind of love
is the nearest
to the love that comes from God.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 3 marca 2014

You did become human

You did become human in a primitive time,
walked through dusty roads full of humanity and hope,
told rejected people about forgiveness,
made miracles against the laws of nature a reality,
did touch broken humans with soft fingers,
did heal people from their pain,
did read their grief in their eyes,
did tell everyone how love really works
and when the Spirit of God did descended upon You
a pure kind of bright holy light did radiate from You

and here where I come full of sin to You
I am like a child
in my own years of old age
and You do continually find me daily.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 28 lutego 2014

We wonder

We wonder where sin and the act of it does begin
and if it affects us from without or from within
but at its core it does centre on the self and I
and as time does go by
it brings broken relationships
and grows to acts that do defy and lie
and yet God’s true love did conquer it
when in the shoes of a human the Son of God did fit
but if sin is left unguarded it grows bit by tiny bit
and does corrode peace and joy
and in the end does destroy.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 28 lutego 2014

When I look at the world around me

When I look at the world around me
then its clear that a God does exist,
that there is an upper power and wisdom
that even does not miss the smallest living thing,

that does place star systems and planets in their orbits,
that causes the darkness to yield before the sun,
that determines structure and organs to be exact,
to work along in a living unit
a God who has given feelings,
wisdom and a conscience to man

and then people say that no creator does exist,
that he that does believe in the Bible
does squander life on a mere myth,
that evolution comes as a solid basis

but I will rather believe in an omnipotent God
than to live in a world of darkness
in which experiences does just happen,
and to be extradited to the will of destiny.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 27 lutego 2014

When in the morning the winter walks with dragging feet

When in the morning the winter walks with dragging feet,
when a blanket of frost covers the earth
then you and I still lie cosily
and tight against each other
as if something pampering is in our company
as if our bodies at times do resist the cold.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 27 lutego 2014

When the roses do get new buds

When the roses do get new buds,
when the sparrows peck around
in the unexpected snow,
when later the wind howls icily around our house
and the last leaves flutter around
and right through the night
doves coo their love songs
we do know that spring is already looking in
but our lives are laced together
bring through all the seasons that life brings
when constantly you look beautiful in my eyes
and I face into your hope, dreams and love.

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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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