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Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
Dear Lord, at times pain does fill my mind (Rubliw)
Dear Lord,
at times pain does
fill my mind and my heart
when my relationships falter
and yet You are the very source of love
and now I do ask forgiveness
for those I have wronged
and for those I
did hurt.
Gert Strydom, 4 grudnia 2014
If only you want to be mine
Will I remember you voice,
when silence has come to all your words?
Will I recall your face,
your lovely inquisitive gaze
when age has set its mark
and the look in your eyes is dark
and meaningless?
Will I yearn for the warmth of you next to me
when you can barely walk
and your body is bent crooked
by the passing of time
or will pain and utter silence destroy
that part of our love
which still does remain?
Will I remember your quick wit
when there is no more of it
and meaning has turned to senselessness?
Will you know me still
when at the doorway of death you are ill
and beat me futilely with both fists
and then wrap your arms around my neck
when in rage no answers come to you?
Or will you walk out of my life
and forget that you are my wife
and live on in emptiness
in a world without heartache and strive
while I do love you still,
do comprehend whenever you are ill
and even if others think that we are lost
I am willing to go beyond the bounds of mere will
if only you want to be mine.
Gert Strydom, 8 grudnia 2014
To have the power to hurt
(after William Shakespeare)
To have the power to hurt and not to do so
when you yourself receive blow after blow
is a Godly kind of virtue, a grace beyond grace
when in adversity someone does colours show
and sheer wickedness is on a face
as an action done nothing can erase
and to have pity, to jump to conclusions slow
is with normal mortal man not commonplace
and not to act at someone else’s expense
holds a divine kind of excellence,
when he or she is running riot over you
and to be fair and great and good in every experience,
to be constantly to the omnipotent Lord true
is something that a God fearing person does do
[Reference: “Sonnet 94 They that have power to hurt and will do none” by William Shakespeare.]
Gert Strydom, 9 grudnia 2014
I miss your pretty face (Rubliw)
I miss
your pretty face
and I truly do miss you
but together some sparks do fly
and apart there is a big emptiness
and yet we do perfectly fit
as if meaning is lost
when you are gone
from me.
Gert Strydom, 9 grudnia 2014
A touch (Rubliw)
A touch
of lips speeds up
the quick rhythm of the heart
and a silent single glance causes
a deluge of emotions to follow
when some simple act does love express
to explore uncharted
territory
with you.
Gert Strydom, 2 grudnia 2014
When the last tears are spent
When the last tears are spent
and the missing grows too much
and all of the well and loving wishes are sent
and every grief and grouch
has faded to oblivion
then still you will be in my thoughts
while I do pray for a Zion
with you in it and that which I do sought
and for everlasting love and trust
and for a life that is worth living
and in heaven a place for the just
and an everlasting spring
but now we are broken
and our sorrow and pain remain unspoken.
Gert Strydom, 2 grudnia 2014
Surfing the ultimate wave (Rubliw)
We will
seek the great thrill,
surf in hurricane waves
experience the surf, the swell
with all our fears tossed away to hell,
and all of us will be past brave
our small party of men
will try again
with skill.
Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2014
Jeopardy (Rubliw)
Pests like
Ebola, Aids, do strike
and crime is running rive
while in jeopardy is each life.
The great Day of Judgment must draw near
on the faces of people I see fear,
some do still live in bliss
the future is
unclear.
Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2014
You do burrow right into my soul
You do burrow right into my soul
through every barrier that I have made
and when you are near
every resistance crumbles
and I see a kind of grace in your eye,
a kind of sparkle that entices and speaks to my heart
and with you time gets wings and does fly
as if to my life you are destined to be a part
and to you all kinds of resistance is weak
while your presence is driving me mad
and even the look, the expression of your face
talk without words
and have a serious reality to it
as you are in my pulse and in every breath
as if you are made to fit
to be a partner even beyond the limitations of death.
Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2014
I do know (Rubliw)
We will
meet each other
on a bright summer day
or in the chilly winter May
and all this great love between you and me
will be lasting eternally
and the things that bother
will fade away
with love.
Gert Strydom, 26 listopada 2014
Much more (Rubliw)
You do
cross the tar road
and my heart leaps with pain
while I wish that you will remain
and the wind does jerk at your skirt, your hair
while to me you are very fair
and my emotions overload
and I love you
much more.
Gert Strydom, 27 listopada 2014
Loving has a skill (Rubliw)
Winter
brought its own rest
and in the time of chill
when all was stripped to the core
you were very kind to me, and much more
when I was tired and somewhat ill
and loving has a skill
that at its best
restores.
Gert Strydom, 27 listopada 2014
Love is (Rubliw)
Love is
the things we miss
and yet its not just bliss
or something hidden in a kiss
but the simple kindness of every day
the small words and acts that we may
in the depths of the mind
do leave behind
or miss.
Gert Strydom, 1 grudnia 2014
My love (Rubliw)
My love,
no other women
has moved me like you do
and you bring possibilities
of what true love is supposed to be
and fuel my innermost passion
with feelings that are true
and real bliss is
like this.
Gert Strydom, 1 grudnia 2014
Breathless (Rubliw)
Breathless
you do leave me
under a pale blue sky.
With a glance of your eye
I do float without any gravity
and I wonder what does remain
of how we were before
as loving is
like this.
Gert Strydom, 1 grudnia 2014
Being green
At the starting of the Angola Civil war
during December 1975 a armoured car
of battle group X-Ray attacked the enemy
in the town of Lobito who did run away and flee
and the commander of the Eland-90 armoured car
got instructions to be part of the stopper group
on the enemy’s escape route
and stopped the armoured car
in the middle of the road
on top of a small hill
in the turret under position
when Unita joined in and looted the town
and a little 1200-Datsun approaching at full speed
and the crew commander jumped down
shouted at the breaking car not to proceed
and when it got to a halt told the occupants
(who consisted of three enemy officers and a Cuban)
calmly in Afrikaans to reverse
as the armoured car’s main weapon
cannot shoot at such a short distance
and took his position again
in the crew commander’s hatch
and the men were young and green,
exploding RPG-rockets had never been seen
and a swoosh sound was heard and a loud bang
that was so close that it made their ears sang
and Unita captain Johnny Cappella did shout:
“har pee gee” over and over again,
and unexpectedly it started to rain,
the people in the car realized there was no way out
and the little Datsun reversed and turned around,
caught speed spraying mud and lots of ground
but calmly the armoured car’s gunner took a HE 90 shot
and the little car exploded with a thunderous sound.
Gert Strydom, 10 grudnia 2014
My Lord the day is breaking (Rubliw)
My Lord
the day does break,
it does feel as if You
are right here and the great beauty
does linger while I find deeper meaning,
do feel very humble like a child
where You do determine
every small thing
with love.
Gert Strydom, 14 kwietnia 2015
Though the night passes too soon
Though the night passes too soon
and the brightness of the moon
fades too quickly with day’s light,
stars disappear
as if they are not anymore shining bright
to you I will forever be near
while you hold me dear
and my loving will not be roving,
but will be true and sincere.
Gert Strydom, 14 sierpnia 2015
I do fear that all love does come to an end
I do fear that all love does come to an end,
that for each piece of happiness there is oblivion
and the thought turns around and around in my head
as if each life is bound to a kind of darkness,
as if all things and people must go to naught
but then the realization comes
that the essence of love
goes much further than this earth,
that love hits with an own power and fullness.
Gert Strydom, 31 sierpnia 2015
Day of days
Such a day occurs, begin
when the flowers shower bees
and butterflies with sweet nectar
drawing them in,
in a celebration to spring
when the spring rain falls
with the sun shining bright
reflecting its light on every raindrop
and flowers, trees and grass
jump in length, growing as if by magic
when the yellow gooseberries are in fruit,
when every fruit tree bares to its capacity
and more than all of this,
when you are with me,
smiling as if your face is alight,
filled with its own hot rays, in a radiance
almost as bright a the sun,
when the sky is cobalt blue, or a darker hue,
when your eyes tell me that you are true
and the signs of love are everywhere
around me, around us
as if God Himself is walking on earth,
again treading among mere men
and all men act as each other’s brothers
and joy, happiness and sincerity
does blossom like the flowers.
Gert Strydom, 1 września 2015
If love is selfless
If love is selfless
without the meaning
of power-play or greed
but do exist out of the simple
taking and giving between two persons
and is not bound to time or pleasure
but comes unequal and does flower as something
is identified as coming purely from the heart
then its has got a bond that is more noble and holy
than any other thing.
Gert Strydom, 2 września 2015
With a view on the passing road
She walks to the porch
and she carries a basket full of pomegranates from the orchard
while the brown dog is running all around her,
at the step to the porch her husband greets her without a word
and a pomegranate falls so hard that the pips scatter
and she carries a basket full of pomegranates from the orchard,
she steps into the red juice that sticky blots the floor,
she barely hears his damn it
and a pomegranate falls so hard that the pips scatter,
and he says that she is incompetent and clumsy
but her gaze is on the road,
she barely hears his damn it
and she hopes that a shining new car will on a day take her away
and docile she bends to pick up the remains of the two fruit
but her gaze is on the road,
where she is setting her scope into the distance.
She walks to the porch
and docile she bends to pick up the remains of the two fruit
while the brown dog is running all around her.
Gert Strydom, 3 września 2015
A man in the city
In the distance a church bell rings off the midnight hour
and where the night tries to fold her cloak around the city
I am lonely driving a motorcar
and streetlights, neon signs and traffic lights light up the roadway
but there is no darkness and everywhere around me its twilight grey,
a high apartment building is on fire
with fire-engines with flashing red lights that are rush to it
while a crowd of onlookers are watching the scene with interest
and here and there a couple that lives in it stands astonished
when in the distance the chimneys at a petroleum structure flame blue-white,
and I see the bright white fire of melting ovens
when I am tired and far pass fatigued
while I am busy driving back to my home in one of the suburbs
and now do not trust the tilting landscape, lights that rush pass
and nowhere there is a place of rest to be found.
Gert Strydom, 4 września 2015
A modern Bible story
When I am walking down Voortrekker road to buy a new car
I come upon an old man lying on the sidewalk
and he has been stripped of all of his possessions,
he groans and can barely say a word
and I do notice that he is from another race.
I come upon an old man lying on the sidewalk,
his glasses have been slapped from his face and his possessions are missing.
The new car is shining where it waits
and I do notice that he is from another race,
the pastor from the local church hoots drives past and is waving at me,
the poor man is barely aware of what is going on in the bad state that he is.
The new car is shining where it waits
but he lays wounded badly and is bleeding and knocked cold.
An elder drives slowly past a wounded man but suddenly speeds up,
the poor man is barely aware of what is going on in the bad state that he is
and humanity forces me to take care of the badly wounded man.
When I am walking down Voortrekker road to buy a new car
an elder drives slowly past a wounded man but suddenly speeds up
and he has been stripped of all of his possessions.
Gert Strydom, 7 września 2015
Small blonde curly head
Where he walks happily in the garden
he watches a gecko big-eyed,
the entire world lies open before him,
his attention is attracted by ‘n big koi-fish
that watches him with large eyes from the pond,
he watches a gecko big-eyed
and he tries to touch the fish and the water is cool
while he catches a small frog
that watches him with large eyes from the pond,
he presses the small animal against his cheek
and it jumps from his hands
while he catches a small frog
and the fishes are circling the pond
when he picks up another frog
and it jumps from his hands
and he is splashed dripping wet.
Where he walks happily in the garden
when he picks up another frog
the entire world lies open before him.
Gert Strydom, 7 września 2015
Time finds wings (A reply to Edward Thomas)
The day is unwilling to break open,
as slices like a orange,
unwilling to let me bite
into its centre, in to its deep core
and time finds wings,
passing ever passing
without me accomplishing
the things that I set out to do
to which I sometimes set my heart to
and I can hardly tell the distinction
between heaven and hell,
between good and bad
as emotions are on a rollercoaster
under the spell, attraction
of falling in love
where it is judged to be inappropriate
and happiness eludes, escapes me,
as well as beauty,
or what I find beautiful and lovely
and am I now harkening to small petty blessings
and have to be content with little things
as if the things that gives meaning to life
are reserved for someone else
and the sky, the veldt the world
of my own heart yearns for more
besides motion, hue and actions
that responsibilities draw,
I yearn for you, for your love
and the blessing of your tender caress.
[Reference: “The Glory” by Edward Thomas.]
Gert Strydom, 8 września 2015
Twilight
(after N. P. van Wyk Louw)
Twilight, twilight
what are you bringing?
I wonder
while the rays of the sun do circle out wider.
There is a new excitement in me
as today is open and I feel free
as if life does hold new promises and possibilities
and maybe it’s the day that you will come.
[Reference: “Rooidag” (Dawn) by N.P. Van Wyk Louw.]
Gert Strydom, 28 sierpnia 2015
In the depths of a grim winter (cavatina)
In the depths of a grim winter when life
felt desolate
there was a fluttering, a twittering
at the front gate
when chilly the wind rocked the big trees.
I could not wait
to go to look and see what made that sound
and a little redbreast sang to all around.
Gert Strydom, 27 sierpnia 2015
The Namaqua sand-grouse
(after T.T. Cloete)
When the Namaqua sand-grouse
does bring water to her children
she flies over the dunes of the desert to the river
where she jumps into the shallows
does whistle cheerfully
and splashes her breast, feathers, and fluff wet
before she carries water on her body
in her own kind of aerodynamics.
[Reference: “vleis” (“meat”) by T.T. Cloete.]
Gert Strydom, 26 sierpnia 2015
I wonder if time does exist outside our world?
I wonder if time does exist outside our world
or does the gear-work of the universe just go on and on
with a own kind of aloofness
that stands loose from all earthly things?
Gert Strydom, 17 sierpnia 2015
Just the two of us
Your smile is the summer sun
and just as hot
as it shines at high noon
and your eyes do sparkle
the open blue sky
when for moments I am lost in them
and maybe are looking much deeper than I ought to
and I see a lifetime lying in their depths
when your lips do flame of aloe
and an unsaid moment hangs between us
and in that short time that lingers
it’s only the two of us in the whole universe.
Gert Strydom, 18 sierpnia 2015
When I do think of you
When you were in my thoughts tonight
my heart could have jumped around with joy
or with the remembering
I could have drowned in a sea of tears
but between us there is more than just tears and sorrow
and now I want to think of you
with all of the longing and passion
that lies between a man and a woman.
Gert Strydom, 19 sierpnia 2015
He did long for the presence of His Father
The crushing mob
did push closer and closer to Him
before He could go back to His Father
and they wanted to see an innocent good man suffering,
wanted to feel His blood on their fingers
when they roared: “crucify Him!”
And Pontius Pilate did try to wash off his own guilt
and their abomination from his hands
when suddenly the sun did go cold
and darkness did come to the earth
when the creator God did hang on a cross,
did long for the presence of His Father
and did carry the sin of all humanity
and the populace did wait on a wondrous sign to happen
while the curtain in the temple did tear right down
and God Himself did die as a mere sinner.
Gert Strydom, 20 sierpnia 2015
Somewhere in the African bush
The male lion leads the attack
and with help of each adult member of the group
they corner a female giraffe
against three thorny acacia trees
that grows together.
Nervously the giraffe jumps
and hooves flash past heads
while the giraffe is trying
to shake the male lion off.
More bodies hanging on,
the giraffe becomes heavy
and heavier still
and the added weight of the forth lion
pulls the giraffe down to the ground.
After ripping the giraffe open
and devouring as much as they can
the group of lions lay sleeping
in the shade of the acacia trees
while vultures, hyenas and a few jackals gather
around them at a safe distance.
Suddenly there is a commotion
and the male lion senses danger
while the vultures, hyenas and jackals scatter
and three younger adult male lions
come roaring out of the long grass
to challenge him
and in the blink of an eye the battle is lost
and death comes in the way
that life on the African plain is.
Gert Strydom, 21 sierpnia 2015
Tonight I did think of you
Tonight I did think of you
and outside the stars were faint,
a streetlight did shine lonely
and the smell of rain was on the dust,
in the distance a thunderbolt did roar
and suddenly it was
as if I did sink away in thoughts of us
but when you did come out of the bathroom
all other things were gone and it was only you and I,
your naked beauty did enthral me
when in that moment nothing else could stay with me
and now your are turning around and around in the bed
as if you cannot come to rest
until you are lying right up against me.
Gert Strydom, 23 sierpnia 2015
Petra
When a person visits the remains of the age-old city Petra
then you see steps that go up into the heights
and it does lie beautiful almost untouched as on a painting
but when you do at that place stand still for just a mere moment
and look at the city that was chopped from stone
you do notice a kind of curse
when you do look at the altars of a forbidding god
and then you do notice that everything in that city
is aimed at the sun,
that those tombs, temples and banquet halls
is in honour of the prince of darkness
and then a person does wonder why humanity does rebel
against a God that with compassionate love
does try to visit each person
and in silence Petra is still witnessing of its awful history,
of people sacrificing their children
to stop the vengeance of an evil god.
Gert Strydom, 24 sierpnia 2015
I want to shower you
I want to shower you
with all the love I have got
to make certain that you will forget me not
and when the time of old age does come
that you will be the one to whom I come home,
Gert Strydom, 25 sierpnia 2015
How can I want to say unheard things?
How can I want to say unheard things
when they lie outside the comprehension of most people?
Although simplicity comes with the naked truth
most people are disillusioned and astounded
when words and sentences flash with an own reality
and some thoughts they do turn over and over
and there are borders between people
and also a kind of darkness
that does disguise holy secret meaning
and people do wonder what I am really saying
when they cannot even grasp or feel the simplicity.
Gert Strydom, 9 września 2015
The statue of uncle Paul
(after Toon van den Heever)
In the summer sun the great colossus rises
where paltry yet gigantic he still stands
with his eyes looking northwards
and his gaze sweeps right through veldt and bush.
Still he struggles on without being swayed
and his whole being is fierce and always true
as if nothing can stop that keen eyes
and his gaze sweeps right through veldt and bush
to find liberty whatever it does cost,
beyond him lies death that could not break a people,
it’s the hope of a free existence that is looking
and his gaze sweeps right through veldt and bush.
In the summer sun the great colossus rises
and his gaze sweeps right through veldt and bush.
[Reference: “Die beeld van oom Paul” (The statutue of uncle Paul) by Toon van den Heever. Poet’s note: The ANC Youth league is trying to remove this very statue.]
Gert Strydom, 10 września 2015
When I heard the learned professor
When I heard the learned professor
lecturing in mathematics,
talking about parabolas,
about calculating some interesting things
like division approaching zero
and the limit applying to it
I saw you, your breasts
and my thoughts were led astray
trying to calculate the circumference,
the curves and shape of your breasts
and I was truly blessed
when you blushed and smiled back at me
and I thought about your perfect body,
a thing that only the creator God
had the ability to calculate and to construct.
Gert Strydom, 10 września 2015
Words (in answer to Vincent Oliphant)
When I read in a great poem
that humanity lies beyond
the borders of life and culture
I saw the poet hope
as if peace
would suddenly come down from heaven
and I did wonder if it was possible
to remove the animal from man
who rather wants to tread down,
vituperate and steal?
I did become to realise
that the people in whom
the in dwelling of God does lack
are filled with darkness
and like barbarians they do believe
that violence is the last resort
and still it did not take the bullet
out of every firearm,
and still it did fail
to make anything else of the Panga blade
than a deadly killing thing
and the reality of the unknown robber
who sneaked around with a knife in the back of my yard,
my two cars that were stolen,
the loss of my work,
and affirmative action
does still threaten my life,
does force me down upon my knees
to pray to the omnipotent God.
[Reference: “Woorde” (Words) by Vincent Oliphant.]
Gert Strydom, 7 października 2015
You are the one
You are the four walls of the house that does cover me,
that brings a cool shade against the destroying sun,
the place where in the cutting winter
I am hot and cosy
and when the stormy winds do bellow
when rain, hail and thunder do pour down
you are the one
to who I declare my heart,
the one that knows
the depths of my soul
as if my thoughts
are your own.
Gert Strydom, 7 października 2015
The joy of spring is everywhere
From sunrise rays cast their spell
on grass, flowers, bushes and trees
causing nature to bloom
and from dust and rain
nature is drawing its power
and breathing out the scent of spring.
All over birds are singing,
flying up and down
and butterflies, bees,
hornets and grasshoppers
are gliding, flying, buzzing
through the air
and the joy of spring is everywhere.
Gert Strydom, 8 października 2015
There is something to summer nights
There is something to summer nights
that makes me think of you
and I am expecting something special
when my heart gambols wildly
and away in my hidden thoughts
your love did penetrate deeply
but sometimes like now
there is pain in the remembering
of how things can go wrong
but still your image keeps unfolding
and how much you are able to hurt me
is maybe something for another time
as love does forgive and does change the recollections
so that a person does just brush things aside
while constantly I do hope and trust
and always do see you with new eyes.
Gert Strydom, 9 października 2015
When the roses are flowering bloody red in the garden
When the roses are flowering bloody red in the garden,
the hollyhocks grow with their long stems,
when the garden is full of geraniums, irises and lilies,
when the maize at the back of the yard looks gigantic,
do get heads and reach out like fingers,
when tomatoes grow in their beds
and beans do stretch up on the reeds
then I see mother gardening
when the sun does shine brightly in the blue sky.
Gert Strydom, 12 października 2015
Test pilot
Finely tuned against destiny
the joystick is taken
and not a drop of sweat does appear
while mechanically he measures indicators,
do pull back further on the power lever,
with the jets buzzing louder,
energy making the engines tremble
and with the brakes off the aeroplane gets an own life
and against the blue elegance of the heavenly roof
it’s only him, near to the Creator
of the endlessness
while he does blindly make adjustments,
hang for moments in the height
and the sun catches his circling flight.
Gert Strydom, 13 października 2015
A conductor (in answer to T.T. Cloete)
Slowly his swings his stick up and again down
in rapture as if it’s a magic wand.
When he makes the music notes to come alive:
great classical masters rise from the grave.
Gert Strydom, 14 października 2015
A dentist
At the local municipal clinic
the dentist rather pulls the teeth than fill them
and even if you have got a lot of pain
there is no compassion to be seen.
Gert Strydom, 14 października 2015
A theologian
(after A.G. Visser)
He has got the highest degree on Christianity at university
but did somehow somewhere loose the godliness of Jesus Christ
and where he now does convince others to his beliefs
I wonder what god now does serve?
[Reference: “’n Teoloog” (A theologian) by A.G. Visser.]
Gert Strydom, 6 października 2015
At peril
A time came that the minds of men did only evil breed
and only a small handful did God’s commandments heed
and the rebellious angel Lucifer was at his prime
while he inspired men to greater evil time after time
and God could use the elements, or lightning, fire or rain
to turn men back to Him again
could catapult fiery stones of hail,
slingshot lightning bolts that would not fail
but He never did force anyone,
did from their heart any wish remove
and suddenly all righteous men but almost one
who did trust, did believe and did love
was from the great world gone
while the evil dragon, serpent, snake
led most men to in the vilest things to partake
to have religious orgies, to sacrifice their children
to honor him and above all God to forsake
when in the hearts of men rebellion,
murder and every animal urge was awake
when their hands were with blood vermilion
and they burned to possess and with force to take
the livelihood from those who stayed to God true and good
and even their very last bit of food.
From reptiles they built war machine upon war machine
and nothing was as it had been
while they exalted themselves to living gods
and they became more evil than through eon’s holy angels had seen
and day and night
the deeds, the acts the words of men upon the earth
was in God’s sight
and He was sorry that He granted them birth
while every vile and evil thing was right in His face
across the barriers, the vast abyss of space
and God instructed his servant Noah to build an ark,
to in a great time of trouble during a deluge to embark
on sailing with the reverent few on waters as high
as the highest peaks that were almost touching the sky
and at the right time into that great ark’s hold
all kinds of wild animals by their own volition came
while the mystery of God’s protection and love did unfold
and thunderbolts did put the world aflame
while the molten fire beneath the earth
blasted into the sky from its girth,
and cities, buildings, mountains where turned around
while in huge earthquakes everything went underground
and from the sky poured floods of rain
while from the vaults of the earth some more water flowed
while huge waves lashed at the ark’s hold again and again
and the sky that was thunder lashed as if aflame glowed
while Noah prayed and prayed with his mortal hands at the wheel
of that great jumping, shuddering, swaying ship
with its almost indestructible ironwood keel
at times dead animals, the bodies of men past would slip
and for forty days and nights the sky the whole world was dim
while he was glad that God and His angels were protecting him
while all of the elements did roar as if God Himself was at war
and cleaning the entire world from what it had been before.
As a tremendous tide of water did all evil men devour,
and the elements did angrily rage
even Lucifer feared that it was his last hour
and the end of the rebellious war that he did wage
but God did His promises to Noah keep
and saved him and his family from the eternal deep.
II Fire from the sky on Sodom and Gomorra
They were proud of their most evil deeds
while things like rape in their hearts did leave small seeds
and the rainbow that did come again and again
promised that God will not destroy with a deluge or rain
and when holy angels as men came to the city’s gate
the sons and men could not wait
on the holy ones to use sodomy, to rape
and they cornered them with no escape.
Although they were struck with blindness
they did remain evil and were almost mindless
while with anger they did roar,
did become more wicked than before
and laughed while they did
the wrath of God implore
and did provoke and challenge Him,
until the light of day did go dim
and far away Abraham did pray
for God’s omnipotent hand to stay
but inSodomand Gomorra
the people did continually their wicked games play
whileLotwas but a pariah
and the people did the vilest things night and day
and from the sky God did his fire and brimstone pour
as a tide of fire that did evil men devour,
with a brightness that was like a falling sun
and even Lucifer feared that it was his last hour
whenLotand his daughters were left alone
while two large cities was turned to molten stone
and in great haste awayLotfled
while the most wicked people were gone
and still the sins of man goes on and on
till the dawning of the sun on the last horizon.
Gert Strydom, 5 października 2015
We wait for something
We wait for something
on the other side of tomorrow,
as if something special
is waiting on us in the new morning,
as if it is destined to be
the greatest day of all days
and yet today holds its promises,
holds the joys and delights
that at times is happening
and sometimes also the suffering and pain
that does shape us for the future
and sometimes being alive and truly living
is present in only one unforgettable moment in time.
Gert Strydom, 23 września 2015
Early spring (Italian sonnet)
While the light of day does cease,
still outside many trees are blossoming
in the serene beauty of this early spring
but nature at this twilight has some peace
before the time of danger does increase
when nightly predators take to their wing
there is activity in the smallest nocturnal thing,
that hunts and feed and breeds with ease
as life comes to greatness in large and small
as every living thing is in a way special
in this time of new birth and change
and it’s as if the blessings of God fall on all
and even in things superficial
the entire world His hand does rearrange.
Gert Strydom, 10 września 2015
Words (2)
I thought that words
would draw you closer to me,
but words set us apart literary
in the real sense
and forever you and I
will never be coming together with words.
Words although magic
are always reaching out
to someone else,
as if you see
each and every poem
as competing against yours
and never do we bond
by the skill of words
and even the words written to you
carry their messages
but do not really hit the mark
as if I am only giving blank pages
with absent messages
and my writing more and more
does create less for you.
Gert Strydom, 11 września 2015
Jesus Christ
He knows the precise wandering of stars,
of every planet in the universe,
have power and the insight to create
things from the nothingness
speaks of the beauty of love
and his whole life is filled
by personal sacrifice
and the virtue that He brings
that goes beyond human mysteries,
while He gives power to the weak,
talks about another kingdom
than that which the people
of his generation did seek,
but in Him everyone does see
the perfect love of a creator God,
of a sinless human being.
Gert Strydom, 14 września 2015
When you did come
When you did come
the world had changed
and what was our home
with time was rearranged
but between us all was still the same
and even your face, your body and name.
Although for a time separate the world we did roam,
love was still of our feelings the sum
when you did come.
When you did come back to me
all of our promises and joy was full of sincerity
and about the heartaches I did not care anymore
as life did change and nothing was still the same
as it had been before
but our feelings and our love was still aflame
and for me more precious you had come to be
when you did come back to me.
Gert Strydom, 15 września 2015
When your eyes glow like two suns
When your eyes glow like two suns
that shines above the dome of the sky,
that does penetrate me
with every glance from you
then there is something that goes right through my emotions
and even when I feel impulsive
its as if your eyes are always following me in my thoughts,
as if next to me you do experience everything,
as if our bond will last eternally
but more probable its because I do miss you
and cannot comprehend a life without you.
Gert Strydom, 16 września 2015
When the lightning bolts of life
When the lightning bolts of life
with blue-white sparks does flashing resound around me
then you are the silence that goes to my inner core
and when the winter does stretch out biting fingers
then you are the one who around a fireplace
do share moments in passion
and every morning you are the golden rays of the sun
that brings new meaning
to the darkness of my life,
who like the Cape’s winter rain
do soak to the depths of my soul
and in my pain
you are however the one
who is the centre point of it,
who knows where to lash out
the most terrible blows.
Gert Strydom, 17 września 2015
In three weeks a great change has come
Joshua, the man that helps me with my garden
says that my garden this morning
is jumping around with joy
and is dancing around with beauty
as there is something in the early spring
that draws a person to want to sing.
In three weeks
a great change has come
after the last grip of the grim winter
has been expelled
by the hot sun
and the first rain of spring.
There are blue, yellow, brown, turmeric coloured,
purple and pink irises that are flowering,
everywhere there are white, purple, yellow and deep red daisies
and marguerites
and the scent of white jasmine is right through the garden.
Geraniums in red, orange, pink and white
and some with mixed colours
are flaunting more beautiful than the other
and violet and speckled pansies
and pink, orange, white and yellow gazanias,
white, red, yellow, pink and orange roses
are luring bees, butterflies, doves, weavers
and even starlings
to visit the garden.
Gert Strydom, 18 września 2015
There is a kind of light in my darling’s eyes
There is a kind of light in my darling’s eyes,
a kind of deeper thing
that pierces everything in me
as if a bond between us
does lie in her golden eyes
and at times I would want it different
and do not want to tell her
about my deepest things
as that which is between us does expose me
so that she really does know me
and it makes my defencelessness great
so that she really do know what she means to me
as if every moment does confess my dependence of her
and as if I cannot explore the whole wide world without her.
Gert Strydom, 22 września 2015
Tonight when you did come lie down next to me
Tonight when you did come lie down next to me
it was if I did smell the fragrance of wild field flowers,
in the darkness I could differentiate your perfection,
and you were the most beautiful flower
while your eyes did gleam emerald-green,
and I could feel your heart beating,
while it had been a enchanting evening
while the rays of the moon fell over your face
and beamed as if you were holy,
while we both did know of our passion,
did know of the deep bond
that our love does bring and you did lie comfortable
against me and I did touch your soft skin
while we shared the intimate hours of the night.
Gert Strydom, 14 października 2015
A national leader
(after A.G. Visser)
After his release from prison the whole country did trust him
when he took the future of a rainbow nation in his hands,
did hold the lives and job opportunities of people in his hands
but now I wonder where everything has gone
while the whole country is falling apart.
[Reference: “’n Volksleier” (A national leader) by A.G. Visser.]
Gert Strydom, 13 sierpnia 2015
The holy Bible asks
The holy Bible asks
who can come into the presence,
into the dwelling place of the omnipotent Lord God
and it’s no riddle that a person has got to solve
as it is clear that he who is sincere
will see the Lord.
Gert Strydom, 15 kwietnia 2015
I do like appreciation
I do like appreciation
and of it I can never get enough.
Not just to say thank you
but to know that you are thinking of me.
As a mark of your love
it can forever stay with me
and I do like your words:
“you are everything to me.”
But I also believe in deeds
that can gladden my heart
if you can
just give me something
that I know comes from your heart
-to treasure and to keep-
and it will bring you nearer here to me.
Just any thing that you do possess,
even if it is small in value
to me is more than anything here on earth
and I am asking
for something to express your love for me.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.”]
Gert Strydom, 9 czerwca 2015
I have witnessed lightning
I have witnessed lightning
hitting a big tree
and thunder I have seen
coming down on its own
and I wonder if it's presence,
true nature and makeup is truly known?
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.
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.]
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.
Gert Strydom, 16 kwietnia 2015
Little princess in a glass box
Your dad says proudly that he did design you himself
and your eyes, nose and mouth are genetically from him.
Your mother says that she is your own breeding machine,
the paediatrician says that you may go home tomorrow
and it is much more than just a maybe.
I am astounded by you small long body
where you are laying in a glass box with a blue light
and we would not want it any different
where you are growing at the speed of wind
and your eyes are covered by minutely small sunglasses
against the sharp light that is blinding you
and your grandmother wants to pull you much closer.
Fragile and brittle you lay and wait
where the machine is doing its work to the following day.
Gert Strydom, 17 kwietnia 2015
Tonight
Tonight phosphorescence
is present over your body
while we walk in shorts
under a golden moon
and it is as if every firefly
is focusing
its tiny beam of light upon you
and your blouse glimmers
almost see-through
and there’s dozens of little lights
glittering in your hair
as if they are also flying there
and the sparkle in your eyes
outshines the stars
and your tender lips
are sweet beneath mine
and it feels as if I am dreaming
that a girl so divinely lovely is mine.
Gert Strydom, 20 kwietnia 2015
Come live with me
Be a love to me and Come live with me
and I swear by God in the sky above
that I will be true to you
and we will wander out to sea
sit on the rocks, witness the how the waves
knocks, splash thundering
and only you and me
will hear the seagulls sing.
Come live with me, be a love to me
and I swear by God in the sky above
that I will be true to you.
Gert Strydom, 12 maja 2015
The visiting Prince (Italian sonnet)
The Son of God who became a human being
did walk upon the water of the Sea of Galilee,
when He came to set all men free
from sin and His love still is something amazing
and when I hear the birds sing their praises in spring
then I see the One who made things like they are supposed to be
and the humiliation of that dark Calvary does stay with me
as humanity’s most terrible crushing thing
but although the Prince does not walk on this earth anymore
He still at times comes visiting in disguise
and when a poor beggar knocks at the door
I do some great caution exercise
as Jesus does change lives from what they have been before
and in that wretched man the Lord God I might just recognize.
Gert Strydom, 12 maja 2015
There is a limit set
While the inhabitants of this planet do still rebel
as for centuries their ancestors have done
under Lucifer and his forces of hell
the great Creator does not expel
one single one
and his Word and his works does of his kindness tell
but at a time there is a limit set
that is to mere man unseen
where every word, deed and ill
is being met
by the righteous boundary between
God’s mercy, His wrath and His goodwill
and to cross that line means an end,
an end to that, which does exist,
even if we do not witness it
and do at ease with our conscience insist
that the laws of God we may bend
and slowly do stray bit by bit.
Yet time has not run out
to change our lives from sin to love,
to repent and be sincere and true,
to let Jesus remove
that which we cannot and to bring about
the change in what we say and do.
Gert Strydom, 13 maja 2015
Arrival
The morning sun hangs bright
over the city,
in a light blue sky
and False Bay, the big flat old mountain
and the ocean is a hue
of navy blue
while I land only for a visit.
Reflecting window doors open
by themselves as if magically
revealing a land of wonder
where the wind bristles through my hair,
hawkers, car guards gather
like a flock of flies buzzing everywhere
and thinking that I missed you,
you fail to turn up
I walk to a waiting taxi
and suddenly like a materializing angel
you are there in sheer beauty,
running up to me, into my arms
and it feels as if I haven’t been gone,
as if this city could again be home.
Gert Strydom, 13 maja 2015
You do not know (Italian sonnet)
(after Dorothy Parker)
You do not know
how much I care
about the little things that lays me bare
as love at times come and again go
and sometimes it is in happiness or sometimes woe
while my sincerity is always there,
love is a thing at which I still have to dare
and it’s not always constant even if I want it so
and sometimes I am again on my own
while love flies like a bird away
and even when I do not want it like this
my beloved’s heart at times turns to stone,
while at times it’s a great happy day
and this is the way that life and love is.
[Reference: “A Portrait” by Dorothy Parker.]
Gert Strydom, 14 maja 2015
I am weak
I am weak but when You are with me I am mighty
and I am bound by my own insecurity
by the terrible things that life does bring
but when You are with me I am totally free,
free from each and every worry
and Lord, with You beside me
there is nothing that I cannot overcome
and then I am the man that I am supposed to be.
Lord, You do lift me up from where I do fall
and with You beside me I am tall,
while You do straighten the way
and all of my troubles seem insignificant small
and Lord, You are my only friend
when all others do me forsake
and You do see me through to the end
and do my own part take
with you love, power and dignity.I am weak but when You are with me I am mighty
and I am bound by my own insecurity
by the terrible things that life does bring
but when You are with me I am totally free,
free from each and every worry
and Lord, with You beside me
there is nothing that I cannot overcome
and then I am the man that I am supposed to be.
Lord, You do lift me up from where I do fall
and with You beside me I am tall,
while You do straighten the way
and all of my troubles seem insignificant small
and Lord, You are my only friend
when all others do me forsake
and You do see me through to the end
and do my own part take
with you love, power and dignity.
Gert Strydom, 11 czerwca 2015
I wonder why each woman
I wonder why each woman
does want to control, regulate
and order her man about
as if the marriage is something
that tells her that she can
but in moments of disaster and strife
she does return to be a normal kind of wife.
Gert Strydom, 12 czerwca 2015
My Lord is the ruler of the whole universe (roundel prime)
My Lord is the ruler of the whole universe
and soon He will return as judge of us all.
People have longed for Him since the sin-fall
and soon the death and pain on this world He will reverse.
Before Him even those that are perverted, wrong and perverse
will fall down and all of His children will hear His last call.
My Lord is the ruler of the whole universe
and soon He will return as judge of us all.
Every day I do with Him converse
about the things that daily do me befall.
He knows everything if it is big or small
and daily He does me in His great divine love immerse.
My Lord is the ruler of the whole universe
and soon He will return as judge of us all.
Gert Strydom, 14 czerwca 2015
I want to love you much deeper
I want to love you much deeper
than contracts can bind,
I want to find more love in you
than what these few words can say
and I want everything that happens between us
to be free and natural, not to be just a afterthought
but that it will bring deeper meaning,
give colour to our existence
but more than this
I want to build a life with you
without overwhelming you with it,
I want to hold you tightly in my arms
and I want to put every feeling into it and I want to know
that you do love me past time and past any other thing.
Gert Strydom, 10 lipca 2015
That there is a time of rest for all things (sonnet)
That there is a time of rest for all things
I did realise when the winter of life did come
but still Your great and true care does remain everywhere
and not even a hair of a human being is lost
and sometimes a person does wonder about life without Your knowledge,
while at the onslaught of destiny a person stands astounded
but now in my years of early old age
there is even in the decline a kind of meaning,
while it becomes clear to me that Your plans do work better,
that You do continually go in advance on the way and do make provision
as Your care and thoughtfulness does come first
but still man is constrained to his own insight and wisdom
but when the outcome comes I do realise Your great love
in a world where rebellion, nemesis and heartache does reign.
Gert Strydom, 13 lipca 2015
About the name of God being used
As a Christian I have got a problem
with the omnipotent Lord God being blasphemed
or with His name being used in vain
and with the same occurring with the name of the savior
our Lord Jesus Christ
on television, in the movies and in the daily talk
of some Christians, of people
from every nation, language and every creed
so as if God does not exist
or as if God has become our own playmate
as if His great and holy name means nothing.
I have not heard a person say:
“in Satan’s name”
nor “thank Metatron it’s Friday”
nor “for Buddha’s sake,”
nor “with Allah,”
or “thank the Kabala”
or “Krishna knows,”
or “oh my Jane
or “byAmaterasu”
or “in Shiva’s, in Vishnu’s, or in Devi’s name”
or “under Muhammad”
or “may Maitreya damn him”
or “may Tao forbid it”\
or “Mahatma knows”
or “the Dalai Lama bless his soul”
or “by the help of the ancestors”
yet the great name of the creator God
does ring out continually in the mouths of men.
[Note: With great thanks to Janneman Enslin for the idea for this poem.]
Gert Strydom, 4 sierpnia 2015
Prayer of the bones II
Away are the orange, white and blue
and there is another flag that I observe fluttering
as a sign of our country
and continually this country is stained with blood,
while millions of Afrikaners are leaving it
and the others are clinging to their land like I am doing
while the hand of a dark spirit does beget abdominal crimes
and my Lord, I am still trusting on Your mercy
that You like in the ancient times will again bring flesh to the bones
and will erect people, who stand as loyal as Gideon Scheepers did,
although they are scattered from work, from a home and their loved ones
and Lord, I want to insist upon a great change to come
and although we are one nation an unreasonable settling is constantly being forced down
and in the cities and the rural arias people are being affected
and Lord, I know that you do keep record of those that follow you,
that You do bare knowledge about every single thing
that Your rains of destruction will fall at a time
and that You do measure out a time for all governments,
that You do notice where innocent people wander around scattered,
how a new government does disinherit people from their future,
that you do observe sincere people of all colours that are trying to serve You,
also those that are murderer, are raped and that does die in the hands of robbers
and may the whole world know about our sincerity and Your salvation,
that to the bitter end true to You and our duty and blood,
we did not want to forget our people, our ideals and our God,
that we do only cling to Your salvation
and that although the enemy wanted us to forsake everything
we trusted that You would heal and mend our country.
Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2015
The Hadeda-ibises
The flock of Hadeda-ibises decent
and glitter bronze
in an indecent purple-copper sheen
in the sharp summer sun in the garden
and like a group of well armed ancient hoplites
they do form a formation
as they gather together
while their long sharp spear-like bills
slam down into the soft ground
to irradiate all snails, earthworms,
king-crickets and the larvae
of moths and beetles
that they do find
and when a human being startles them
they flap their huge wings
and loudly cry out “haa-haa-de-dah”
before rising with great strain into the air.
Gert Strydom, 5 sierpnia 2015
In my thoughts you keep unfolding
(For my wife, Daleen on our wedding anniversary)
In my thoughts you keep unfolding
with your white image that I keep remembering
and as always you are far past beautiful
as my companion, my beloved and wife,
the one to whom I do cling in life
and constantly you are true
as the one with whom I in love I do live
without a moment of consideration or contrition
and I can trust you with my deepest secrets,
keep depending on you while other people do make a hash
as to me you are far past unusual
and all of my best dreams I find in you
as the one that I want to love more
far past time and even past death.
Gert Strydom, 6 sierpnia 2015
If I my God (Persian / Rubiyat sonnet)
If I my God, do observe Your heaven above me at night
there are white, green, yellow and blue stars that shine bright
and then for moments that linger I am astounded, and breathless
and I do wonder at Your great omnipotent might
and more in wonder I am by the knowledge that You do bless
each human being and that You do address
each problem and worry that does him befall
where by our own fall to sin we live in this great mess
that does encompass, our own world and all
that we do, that we feel and are, even if we are great or small
does bare great importance to You
even if we do not initially do hear or even regard Your call
and still You are present in whatever we do
to lead us back to the way that is good and true.
Gert Strydom, 10 sierpnia 2015
The Hands
The hands that hold all planets in the endless universe,
that control galaxies in stretched out space
is still busy building you, and me
is mightily folded around my insignificant life
and in nature time after time I see their work
as they are here close to fend off all kinds of catastrophe.
The thoughts out of which man and all animals did come,
that guides and controls all things from the time of creation
is still busy astounding me with intense love
and every man, animal and plant is still mended by that power
as continually that great mind is busy
and where all things do fail God is still working.
The Christ that no cat-o’-nine nails, nail or spear could keep in death
is continually providing my daily bread.
He is present in each daily stress, circumstance and distress
and the hart that trusts Him
does even in the years of old age find revival
and will rest in His soft omnipotent hands.
Gert Strydom, 11 sierpnia 2015
The wind blew on the beach
The wind blew on the beach
and our hands were each in each
while our hearts did beat like one
and all of our yesterdays were gone
but the new morning was just out of reach
while the moments lingered and slowly time moved on.
Gert Strydom, 9 lipca 2015
At the Victoria Falls
From a distance I hear the thundering roar
where the mighty Zambezi falls down a ravine
hissing with vapor rising just like steam
and it’s a sight that I have never seen before
a creation from the hand of the divine
while on the river eagles turn and scream
and I come to wonder at the significance of life
while I see the greatest sight
and clasp the hand of my own wife
while a river flows with all of its might
and at times every human being is just a speck
on the great canvas of the universe.
Gert Strydom, 8 lipca 2015
Working man
I did shave and shower,
did drive my car out of the garage
while my wife and children were still sleeping
and already I longed for meeting my family again in the afternoon
and I did twist through the busy traffic to Johannesburg,
did wait on the escalator at work,
did pin in a security code at the right office
and the day at the office did begin
and when on an afternoon I did come home
my children were away at university
and the signs of the years were already on my wife
when like always I held her tight
and outside the weavers did frolic in a big oak tree.
Gert Strydom, 8 lipca 2015
That you are lovely
That you are lovely
the whole wide world does know
but how we do feel about each other
that we are meant to be together
not one person does know,
not even your family
or circle of friends that gets wider and wider,
not even the postman who brings my letters to you
and this piece of paper
cannot keep it a secret
and it does blab out what it knows
that you are far past beautiful.
Gert Strydom, 15 czerwca 2015
Like a cat you lay curled up against me
Like a cat you lay curled up against me
and your arms do surround me,
are like shoots around my body,
one hand is on your buttocks
and sleepy you move nearer to me
so that the points of your nipples
are pressed into me
and your smell fills my nose,
your breath blow against my neck
when you draw my still closer to you
and sleep does take us away from each other.
Gert Strydom, 16 czerwca 2015
When we find each other in a matchless way
When we find each other in a matchless way
and do bond in a age old way
then there is some vulnerability
when we are blinded in each other
while it feels as if our love and infatuation
brings greater wonder
as if our hearts and souls in affection
without modesty
do reach out to each other
and wonder draws us still much closer.
Gert Strydom, 17 czerwca 2015
Cherishing
When your fingers steal upon
my spinal cord
and your naked beauty
is soft and hot against me
and I can feel your heart beat,
even can feel you breathing
then I do know how wonderful it is
to love you
where you are laying closely against me.
Gert Strydom, 1 lipca 2015
A large golden moon
(in answer to Riana maiden name Marais (Strydom) Kruger)
A large golden moon hangs
above the row of jacarandas in the avenue
and when I see it, it is so near
that it feels as if I can get pieces of it
and now your promises comes back to me
that you will stay at my side
even though weeks, months and years go by
but without you the moon keeps turning in its orbit
and promises of love that last eternally
I can now forever forget
just as the heat of your heart and body
as for me nothing is written in the planets
and I can find no promises in the stars
when the branches of the trees move around in the wind
and it seems as if the stars are jumping
but still I do wonder what the new day is gong to bring
and even if I could discover the most heartfelt secrets of the moon
it would not bring you closer to me.
Reference:
“Full moon by Riana maiden name Marais (Strydom) Kruger” (My own translation)
“A Golden and silver moon
.hangs on a karee branch in my avenue.
When I look through the window
I can almost reach to it.
I can almost touch it,
almost, almost catch it.”
“Long ago you did promise
that you would bring me
the sun and moon and stars.
What is written in the planets tonight…
longing for the heat of your body?”
“Chorus”
“If I could attach the moon
to a chain around my neck
then forever I would be able to discover its secrets,
would be able to hold it against my heart
and I would be able to fold my empty arms around it.”
“Like lost promises
the silver rays fall into a water puddle.
The man in the moon is only a dream
that sometimes fills my days and nights of grief.”
“Just a dream, just a dream.”
Ostatnie komentarze:
16 maja 2024
violetta
Może w lipcu będę miała takie wakacje:)
16 maja 2024
jeśli tylko
słońce w płynie..
15 maja 2024
Weronika
Za jeszcze jeden rejs!
14 maja 2024
Mam takie oko :)
14 maja 2024
Jaga
Zwierzęta upodobniły się do koloru otoczenia
14 maja 2024
To naturalny suchy i pustynny klimat. I tam są
14 maja 2024
Klimat taki, że nie był i raczej nie będzie,
12 maja 2024
Melancthe
Kajzerki są przereklamowane ;)
11 maja 2024
kb
wielki wypas - był albo może będzie. kto wie...
11 maja 2024
sama prawda z tym myśleniem i psoceniem ale
11 maja 2024
zastanowiło mnie czy owe cenienie kajzerek wynika
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skomponowane kolorystycznie..
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wiesiek
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