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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 sierpnia 2013

Today my heart rejoices

Today my heart rejoices
like a bird in full song
with its throat throbbing
and it’s almost the beginning of spring
and as the day goes along
everywhere there are joyful voices

and it’s the time that my love and I
celebrate our wedding day
and I pray that our love do remain
throughout our lives in happiness and pain
and that everything that I do or say
just brings more happiness as times goes by.

© Gert Strydom

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 sierpnia 2013

The native fisherman (cavatina)

He caught the largest cod he had ever seen,
was rowing out
with it drifting right next to the small boat,
sharks were about
turning and again turning around them;
angry, in rout,
he had lost that fish to those predators
that were deadly snapping operators.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 sierpnia 2013

Fishing at Hartebeespoort dam

It was at Hartebeespoort dam,
that I was fishing for Carp,
with maize bombs,
some dips and floaters
when I saw a man
put a small roasted chicken
on huge hooks
and casting a thick line in
using a reel and rod
suitable for sea fishing.

I must admit that he
had downed a six-pack or two
and he said
that he was trying to catch catfish
and I knew that some crickets,
earthworms or even normal bait would do

but he said that divers
checking the dam wall
had seen catfish the size
of great white sharks
and were scared of them
as they were very vicious fish
that usually kept to the depths

and I silently went on fishing,
changing bait, casting in
and caught a couple of blue kurper,
three decent carps
and a yellow-fish
that leapt out of the water
while it tried to escape.

I was totally amazed
when the angler
with the chicken on the huge hooks
got a bite, smacked the rod,
hooked something
that with a mighty force
started running with his line
and tried to pull him
rod and all
right into the depths
of that big dam
and a couple of men
had to hold him,
as they were struggling
against an enormous thing.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 sierpnia 2013

On a fishing holiday

At the break of dawn
the neighbour has a visitor
pulling in with a small Nissan-do- it-all pickup
towing a small Venter trailer
with a blow-up motorboat on the canopy
and the two wave at me
when they set out
driving away to the sea
and shout aloud: “See you there”

and a day later I meet them on the beach
standing solitary
out of view from each other
on rocks jutting into the sea,
throwing whistling lines
straight into the deep
with sunglasses protecting their eyes
against the glare
as if searching for peace and tranquillity
at the edge of the blue ocean

and the two men speak few words to me
both determined to reel in something big
and in the distance the hues of sea and sky meet
while water touches, laps against my feet
and I find my own way to the jetty
casting a line in, waiting patiently
until a lovely girl comes over to talk with me,
sets my mind on different things
(spoils the tranquillity),
but I have a two legged mermaid
following me to a restaurant
while they still wait with nothing,
casting in with new bait.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 sierpnia 2013

Forthright I want to love you

Forthright I want to love you
and I want to hold you dearer,
tell my deepest things to you
and where feelings begin
without words expose my heart
and never fabricate anything
but still make promises
and pray you deeper into my life.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2013

Far too vulnerable in the dark night

I who with my own strong defences
did fall in love with you,
was far too vulnerable in the dark night
when you were with me
and every morning, every new day
suddenly did happen
while we were experiencing something much deeper
and love was joining us both to each other.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2013

The more intimate and better I do know you

The more intimate and better I do know you,
the more I am amazed
by your fragile humanity, by a beauty
that fits perfectly
into the part that my life needs
and like light on glass
you are tuned in on me;
even when life hurts or brings joy.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2013

Your eyes

Your eyes that sparkle gold like the sun
have got stories,
secrets of how your feelings are,
tells constantly
that you do really love
and some metals
have got the same golden brown glitter
as that which continually dances in your eyes.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2013

The more intimate and better I do know you

The more intimate and better I do know you,
the more I am amazed
by your fragile humanity, by a beauty
that fits perfectly
into the part that my life needs
and like light on glass
you are tuned in on me;
even when life hurts or brings joy.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 2 sierpnia 2013

I Know

I know the perfume that clings to you,
the deeper glance
that sometimes for seconds lingers in your eyes,
the long moment
that we are at times caught in each other,
every breath and gasp
when joy and passion burns the highest
and the tender feeling of your soft hand.

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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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