Gert Strydom

Veteran Poet - 1,750 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Gert Strydom Poems

1. “where Have All The Soldiers Gone? Gone To Graveyards Every One” 5/4/2010
2. 1899-1902 (Cavatina Sequence) (In Answer To A. E. Housman) 4/17/2012
3. 20th Century 12/30/2010
4. 5th Avenue Remembered 3/23/2010
5. A Accountant At A Transport Company 1/6/2011
6. A Bee Buzzes Past In Its Flight 6/18/2013
7. A Birthday 10/11/2009
8. A Birthday: Far Too Long 4/1/2011
9. A Bottle Of Wolf’s Poison 11/27/2010
10. A Bouquet For You 5/25/2011
11. A Boy Fishing (Cavatina Sequence) 8/7/2012
12. A Brave Boer Boy 10/1/2009
13. A Brave Field Cornet 11/24/2009
14. A Brood Of Vipers 4/7/2010
15. A Brown Rock-Pigeon, Flutters Just Past The Porch 11/25/2011
16. A Brush With Death 5/7/2010
17. A Bush Of Roses 4/5/2013
18. A Cape Town Winter Day 7/23/2012
19. A Cat As A Companion For Tea 5/15/2015
20. A Cat’s Dream 11/16/2009
21. A Cheetah 11/1/2010
22. A Child 11/20/2009
23. A Childrens Game? 9/18/2009
24. A Christmas Carol 12/24/2010
25. A Christmas Prayer 12/24/2010
26. A Clear Sweet Voice 1/31/2013
27. A Constant Shadow Hangs Ominous 3/1/2010
28. A Conversation With God 4/5/2015
29. A Conversation With Minette 8/23/2010
30. A Country 5/18/2011
31. A Day Of Rest 5/27/2014
32. A Day On The Beach 3/19/2014
33. A Day With A New Morn (Luc-Bat) 2/22/2012
34. A Decree Is Made 2/16/2010
35. A Dirge For Minette 8/24/2011
36. A Distressful Day Finds Me 9/8/2009
37. A Dragon Fly 9/27/2012
38. A Dream 1/25/2011
39. A Ducktail Called Stan 5/27/2011
40. A Dying Soldier 3/31/2011
Best Poem of Gert Strydom

Invictus (A Reply To William Ernest Henley)

While the night stretch black over me
and in the dark sky I see countless lights
burning high,
I thank the God that made me free
to choose which light to follow as a guide.

In dark circumstance and whatever fate brings,
destiny and chance do not conquer
and I still rise wiser
to life and its things

and my will remains free
to decide where my words
and actions belong
whether they are right or wrong
and to no human I bend a knee
and in all things I only answer to Him
who Captain’s me.

[References: Invictus by William Ernest ...

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Under A African Sky

The sun burns furious
and the harsh reality,
of a live in the semi desert
of the Kalahari
is set in my mind.

There are some bushes
growing in this arid land,
with red sand

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