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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 10 lutego 2014

It seems that everything that is good and true does not last

It seems that everything that is good and true does not last,
that the present and future is just a continuum of the past,
that even love at its best does come undone
and that every person is to him or her self the only one.
that even perfect situations is deemed for disaster
and that the clock of life is running faster and faster
as if this life is just for those that are lucky or strong
and that in everything there is something that is wrong
that life is only a mere spectrum of contrast
and that evil and the darkness of it is vast

and yet there are times that I still do want to believe
that those that love and dream and are brave are to receive
blessings from the very hand of God,
that even if we do have pain or at times feel odd
still life is worth living as if its great and good
and that even incomprehension at time can be understood,
that true happiness is just waiting to come into being
as if there is something special to each and everything.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 lutego 2014

It is said [2]

It is said that life is gift
that God borrows to everyone for a time
and what we do with it
opens the portals of either heaven or hell.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 6 lutego 2014

It is said [1]

It is said that when a husband and wife
together in prayer trusts on the power of God
they find a kind of tranquillity
and that He holds His omnipotent hand over them.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 5 lutego 2014

As a poet

As a poet I wanted to make wonderful verses that astound everyone,
wanted to write words that touch hearts and did not want to disguise anything
and I wanted to write verses that stand forever like monuments
but then I did realise that everything comes out of Your hand.
 
© Gert Strydom


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 4 lutego 2014

Hetero sex

(in answer to T.T. Cloete)
 
As long as we are together
we can adore
as companion, partner and comrade
as friend and friend
and trust each other selfless as husband and wife
own enrichment
and when you do lie in my arms we become one
when love brings a magic power to lust.
 
[Reference: “uniseks” (Unisex) by T.T. Cloete.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 3 lutego 2014

When at the beginning of time

When at the beginning of time 
He determined the dimensions of the world,
my Lord God did already know
that I would fail Him much later as a sinner,
that it would cost His own life
to redeem me 
and such great love I cannot forget
as His handiwork is written on each rock, hillock and bush
measured out right over the entire world
and impatiently I wait on Him to come and fetch me.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 3 lutego 2014

While looking as pure as a white lily (cavatina)

While looking as pure as a white lily
some wantonness,
a private, intimate, secret blessing  
does now possess
your very smile, your eyes, your small motions
and your bright dress
while familiar, innermost, essential
you entice to a blissful potential.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 31 stycznia 2014

I see God in the morning

I see God in the morning
when the eastern horizon glows blood red
and I see the sun changing its colour
where it’s climbing higher against the sky
 
when the night and the twilight
suddenly disappears silently
and the birds are singing their joyous praising songs
while the sun shines bright white in the pure blue sky
 
and there is something enchanting to the blue
as if it holds a deeper kind of meaning
when God holds the occurrences of the coming day
firmly in His omnipotent hand.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 30 stycznia 2014

Sometimes during the hours of darkness

Sometimes when during the hours of darkness
I miss you severely
the day lingers like the summer sun
in the glow of a sweet memory.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 30 stycznia 2014

I will go to my wife

I will go to my wife and wrap my arms around her;
I will go and forget about all the things that hurt,
I will go as if I know about the depth of her love,
as if she will understand all of the sadness of my brokenness
and when I stand crying next to her
I will tell her about the things that are eating up my heart,
I will tell her that I do understand every raw cry
and totally stripped from conceit
I will tell her how much I do love her
and if she trembles like a small child
I will kiss her tenderly on her cheek,
remind her about days full of sunshine,
like a child convince her that life does have good things,
even if tears are still hanging heavy from her green-brown eyes.


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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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