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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 24 lipca 2013

I remember her fluttering (cavatina)

I remember her fluttering, a bird
at the window,
twittering as if calling me to her,
a small shadow
on the ledge, finding a new kind of world
she did not know;
that she moved on the day of her death,
great pain then took away my very breath


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 lipca 2013

She was like a girl lost happily (cavatina)

She was like a girl lost happily
in a attic,
when she told me of her childhood, of things
that catch and trick,
of some magic bottles in the pantry,
her tongue did lick
her lips in great excitement, we looked
at some semi-precious rocks, she was hooked
 
on a blue necklace of glowing sapphire,
amazing hued,
with a unknown fire in its blazing depths,
we were then glued
to imaginings, flights of fantasy;
just by some blued
gemstones that catch the eye in their sparkling
and being with her was quite exciting.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 lipca 2013

I have found a kind of pure innocence (cavatina)

I have found a kind of pure innocence
in your bright eyes,
in your words great sincerity and truth,
you tell no lies,
I will not stare at you, vex your feelings,
act grave and wise
but just want to know the depths of your soul,
find happiness in a world that is foul.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 23 lipca 2013

We did linger in each others company (cavatina)

We did linger in each others company
for long moments,
I could bring smiles to the faces of others,
but my comments
did not do a thing to your lovely face,
even events
of happy times were only slipping past you
and I wondered about what to do?
 
In the strangeness behind you pretty eyes
I want to dwell,
to explore the world that’s inside your head,
I do know well
that there are things that are hidden, that we
do not just tell,
the things in our lives, even if just small,
help us to rise high and to slip and fall.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 lipca 2013

Eclipse

Like a Godly sign
of tranquil illustrious sanctity
a shadow falls over me
and it’s falling further and further
 
and the moon does colour
to copper-red,
the light becomes dark
and stars near to the eclipse
become visible in brought daylight.
 
There is darkness falling over the earth
as far as my eyes can see
while the moon does extinguish the sun
and the sun becomes black
in a full eclipse
and the sun has a photosphere
with a blue-white hue
that hangs around it.
 
It’s almost as if God Himself
is holding out His hand
and now creates a shadow
to protect the earth
from a flaming star.
 
What great events
are now waiting upon this earth
that is torn by wars,
by disasters, suffering and human misery?


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 lipca 2013

I is for immoral

If you play the word game
to some people
I is for innocent,
or for me
or imagine
but to me
I is for immoral.
 
I have experienced people
deceiving each other
being depraved and dissolute
for advancement,
to make money
and just for the fun of it.
 
Acting as if there is no God
and without conscience
as if satisfaction to the self
is all that there is to life.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 lipca 2013

On God’s holy day I went to church

On God’s holy day I went to church
and got a great sermon there
and there were strangers from everywhere
 
and I had been in company
with Him who knows everything
who sees my life for what it is
and peace, love and tranquillity
became my very own


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 22 lipca 2013

Onslaught

When water falls as streams
out of the air,
when thunder roars ominous
from the blue sky
the earth at times
are covered by clouds of fog
that blots out everything
and somewhere in this world
you and I are caught up
in our own small existence
while God folds His hand over His world
and constantly controls the weather
and it feels like an experiment
into which we are cornered
while a fierce struggle,
rages about the earth.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 lipca 2013

Lily of the valley (Novelinee)

With a natural kind of subtle ease
aromatic your small bell-shaped flowers
bloom somewhere among the many trees,
quietly springing up after rain showers
you bring happiness and bliss through fate
with a unmistakeable sweet green scent
luring the nightingale to its mate
before your fragile flowering is spent
as if some angels down your steps descent.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 lipca 2013

The fire-lily blooms flaming

The fire-lily flowers flaming and bloody red,
the crooked-thorn-bush is thrown over
and between all the incinerated stalks stand
this fire-flower so prettily adorned


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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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