Gert Strydom Poems

The morning seems lonesome and forsaken
with a silence that hangs like fog over everything,
there is almost no sound to be heard
and it's as if something unknown is outside.
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I saw it frolic on top of the gate
on a bright sunny but cold winter day,
a small redbreast alone and desolate,
around it everything was brown and grey.
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(in answer to Totius)

When the evening twilight comes at the moor
then it is that I find the umber-bird there
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Tonight under the starry light
I do Your great presences sense,
while the moon is radiant white
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My babe, it's as if the first seedlings are arising
while from the earth the mystery of life is seen
and soon it will be the most beautiful spring
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All of my hope is gone,
as if it dried up for the new day
that I expected to astound me
and it's as if great evil is going to be
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(after Sir Thomas Wyatt)
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After our first separation
to my great surprise
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In my most hurting memory
you have got a place.
With other eyes I do you see
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Without you life is just an empty place,
with dark clouds that covers the sky
where I live in a moment in time and space.
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My Lord, You turn my life around
when shadows do me befall
and You do put my feet on solid ground
when demons and darkness do on me call
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