Gert Strydom Poems

When the front door does close behind you
and the house awaits me without a sound
when some of the furniture is missing
and does leave open space and no children do laugh
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With all of my dreams
I did love you,
do remember how you eyes look,
can gleam of happiness
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God, help me, You did not create me
to beg for crumbs
and I bend my knees to nobody
but to You who deserve it
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Glory to God, some early birds does sing
while in winter the icy snow does glow,
in summers the sun rise hot and lovely
while there is some pleasure in everything,
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The autumn is in the leaves,
in the gestures of people,
when trees are already standing as skeletons,
the autumn is bringing pain
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As if constantly caught in a prayer
sprung from the very painful tears of Eve
white petals reach holy into the air
as if in purity it does believe
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Around and around they move, turning,
as big specks in the bright blue sky
before they suddenly descend one after another
with wild wings cutting as shining blades,
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(after Sheila Cussons)

There is a mask that I do wear
behind which I do hide nakedly
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(for Annelize)

Some people will call it graffiti
something that people on own accord write on walls,
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(for Annelize)

Outside I see the sun peep,
hear doves coo for each other,
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