Gert Strydom, 14 october 2014
The soft brown earth lies under me,
with the cool blue sky as the canopy
in which birds fly swirling,
forever free.
Your works my God, is filled with beauty
and in the distance I see
the outline of the mountains
the sanctuary where I feel carefree
Gert Strydom, 14 october 2014
Outside there’s a brigade
of yellow umbrellas in the sun,
covering the white-brown beach
and on the bed you lay just out of reach,
sleeping with a innocence
that lies about our intimate acts
and on the wall I watch a line of small ants
running past on their own tracks
before you turn and reach out to me
and I feel your heart beating
while one of your breasts
are pressed against my face
and know that my goddess is awake
and just now we will shower together,
prepare for the day, have a great breakfast,
take some towels and make this summer
sun and sea our very own.
Gert Strydom, 13 october 2014
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
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 screech.
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, 13 october 2014
While the year does skeleton,
hangs in this winter
there are sparrows, grey turacos
and doves catching my eyes
and from somewhere
a squadron of weavers suddenly do appear
that mob around
the seed that I had spread upon the lawn
like a hungry crowd out of the sky
and they sing exuberant
while they eat the treasure of food
and I know
that God does also just like this
stretch out His hand
with wonderful things that are in store for me.
Gert Strydom, 10 october 2014
At night the fragrances of jasmine
and lavender
comes in through the window
along with the love songs of the doves,
the moon hangs golden yellow
like a sunflower
and in the distance cars pass
and there are the noises
of ambulance and police sirens,
the hooting of a train
but you do lay hot and cosy against me
and the outside world passes us.
Gert Strydom, 10 october 2014
When as a child you asked about the right road to take,
asked why everyone have got to carry a cross
I had to show you that we are His followers,
had to taught you to trust and not to complain
and only in His words I could find the right direction
while the lights of this world were blinding you
and already enemies were present,
forces working together to destroy humanity
but still you wanted to see a star, see a sign
and I wanted you to follow Him out of free will
and you took your own way,
did later realise that we do not deserve His love
and stripped from your self-conceit you did realise
that the Lord walks in advance to straighten things.
Gert Strydom, 9 october 2014
From the sky it swooped down shrieking
completely black
with a white patch at its breast
gazing with small black intelligent eyes at me
with feet stretched out
and four claws on each
opening and ready to close around a branch
during the landing
but I was sitting on a bench in a park
with the nearest tree
twenty meters away
and it landed on a wooden spar
of the bench’s backrest
right next to me
and sitting upright it said: “hello”
amazing me with the greeting
and looked curious
at the slices of bread
that I was eating
and it was obvious that it wanted some.
Gert Strydom, 9 october 2014
I drift on the wind
eying the world,
looking at things passing beneath me
and the whole sky is clear
stretching out blue and in the distance
changing in its hue
and I revolve watching for prey
hanging high, gliding almost endlessly
until suddenly finding it
and drop down at lightning speed
with the sun covering me,
materialising right upon my target
and with great skill
with outstretched claws and sharp beak
I make a perfect kill.
Gert Strydom, 8 october 2014
When the sun rises
the children already want to rollick
but you are still asleep
and very far from being ready.
Glued to the mirror
with your DD-breasts to your own glance you are too fat
while you regard yourself in a painfully small bikini
where you have got a perfect figure.
On the beach I rub suntan oil over you
where you sit under the big umbrella
and every man observes you
while you watch everyone from behind sunglasses.
Every afternoon we have lunch in a restaurant
where you do enjoy seafood and the children some steak
just at the edge of the beach
and you do regard the holiday as miserable
even when we drive out to some places
and the children want to stay at the sea eternally.
Gert Strydom, 7 october 2014
The kettle hisses like a life snake
with steam evaporating, almost burning my hand
while I am pouring the hot water into two cups
and I do not remember
if it’s Joko or Five Roses,
(it doesn’t matter anyhow)
and I put the kettle down
but before I can put some cream or milk in
you cuddle me from behind
with your perfume, your body against mine,
your presence,
later is all that is in my mind
and sugar is added
before I press the teabags with a teaspoon
and stir both cups
and there’s something in the taste
something special when your eyes
tell me that you do enjoy that cup of tea.
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