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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 czerwca 2015

There in the Dwaika

In the Dwaika in the Murderer’s Karoo
the world looks to me as turned upside down
as if inapproachability there becomes reality
but it’s a place where people still do believe in the Lord God.

[Reference: “Karoo (Also Karroo) An elevated plateau in South Africa.”]

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 czerwca 2015

At birth we come into this life alone (Rubiyat / Persian quatrain)

At birth we come into this life alone
and when in death the last of it is gone
all that we wanted to be and achieve,
all love and pain is done.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 czerwca 2015

When the day at twilight dies

When the day at twilight dies
the night comes with a thousand eyes
as a glittering living thing.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 4 czerwca 2015

Sincere and true love (Persian / Rubiyat quatrain)

Sincere and true love
has the power to move
where no other things can
and it's presence nothing can remove.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 3 czerwca 2015

People say

People say that there is no God
and I find it quite odd
as out of His hand does come
all the great and small blessings.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 2 czerwca 2015

I looked into the mother-night

I looked into the mother-night,
into the darkness that befalls us all,
hushed was the age-old gloom
where some stars were dim and others bright
and some were large and others small
while shadows were creeping abut the room
and there was no man-made unnatural light
just planets, stars and galaxies did the scene befall
and the night was in her prime, in her bloom.
Glimmering, glowing dots of blue, yellow and red was in my sight
and I wondered about the universe and what of it I could recall,
wondered if this world was destined for greatness or for doom
and while I did peer upon space without any feeling of fright
its expanse was like an unsurpassable wall
while in the distance sounded the shore’s thunder and boom.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 1 czerwca 2015

Lord, teach me

Lord, teach me to still trust in You
even when I do not see Your presence in my life
and when I do need to walk through the darkest places
then be there to hold onto my hand.

My whole life, those that I do love and everything that is mine
does have a end and a beginning in Your hand,
are only borrowed to me for a time
and every action, word and sentence

are remembered by You where it has a impact on someone else
and Lord, as a mere man I do continually ask you for mercy.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 19 maja 2015

At False Bay (Persian / Rubiyat quatrains)

Silently in the west the sun died away,
sunset brought a blood-red shimmer over False Bay
screeching a seagull flew up against the African coast
and twilight came suddenly in tones of gray

while our lips met and intimately we had nothing to say
and in the distance glittering and busy the city of Cape Town lay
while waves licked at our feet and a ship’s lights glowed yonder
and in those moments of enchanting beauty to God we wanted to pray.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 18 maja 2015

When first she came into my sight

(after WilliamWordsworth)

It was at the beginning of the night
when first she came into my sight
and at the moment when we met
her car’s lights were shining bright,

her hair was in the twilight golden fair
and the wind did bring chilliness to the air
while her eyes like golden stars did shine
as if to them there had never been a care.

and somehow I was lost and in love
when with a brilliant smile she did my heart move
and I was dumbstruck by this apparition, angel, and woman
with a depth of emotion that nothing can remove

and the expression of her face
did at a nearer view bring her greater grace
while she acted with adult spirit and liberty
and she was a beauty and not commonplace

and she acted with strength and goodwill
did talk with knowledge and did act with skill
and was gay, thoughtful and bright
and with great love my heart did fill.

[Reference: “She was phantom of delight” by WilliamWordsworth.]

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 15 maja 2015

A cat as a companion for tea

When tea is made at half past seven
and again at eleven
he comes from the grass where he has been hiding
or from a tree down he comes sliding,
purring with agate eyes in a haze
as if the whole world is caught in his gaze
and suddenly the black and white housecat is there
while he steps purring nearer with great care
and lovingly he brushes against my legs
with those huge green eyes that begs
for some hot tea
and again at half past three
I have my cat’s loving company.

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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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