Gert Strydom Poems

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,
...

(after Sheila Cussons)

There is a mask that I do wear
behind which I do hide nakedly
...

(for Annelize)

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

Taking my very last
breath of air and will I see
your temperate smile grow to full capacity
when old age ravishes me
...

(for Annelize)

Some people will call it graffiti
something that people on own accord write on walls,
...

My Lord, today I did realize
that Your feet do fit in my cursed shoes
and suddenly the thought did come to me
that Your death and my baptismal wash my life clean
...

I will even forgo important things,
want to stop the pain and destruction
that life brings
...

I wanted to go back to my childhood days,
wanted to play with the delight of a child,
wanted to steal ripe peaches and hide them in my shirt
and I wanted to brake away from the here and now
...

Far too many enemies were coffined in
battle tanks, armoured cars shot out
and in the roar I could not hear myself shout;
far too many enemies were coffined in
...

No ploughing could be done
without

the red Massy Ferguson
...