Gert Strydom Poems

Now I see
two people walking on the beach,
touching each other
with hands intertwined
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Slowly almost solemnly
the silver glare
of the bright sun
reflected on a sacred pool
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Sometimes for sport men snare great fish from the deep
like human kings
through wide seas they sweep
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I saw a troop of baboons gather
with mothers inspecting for ticks
in a group coming together
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When I do not understand the darkness,
the things that prison you away from me
at places where no light can fall
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She said to me, now in her old age
to stay away from the dogs and cats,
as if they were spiders, snakes and bats
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What I have learned to know
I will forever keep with me
to no one, of it I will show
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Destiny sparks thundering through,
my life with an iron rod
and day after day I stand not knowing what to do
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Where in the night shells are shrieking
past and overhead
and the tracks of tanks are creaking,
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You accompanied me to the country fair,
dared me to ride a wild stallion there,
the sun was bright on that autumn day
and you had a string through your hair.
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