Gert Strydom Poems

In the setting sun in the mellow twilight,
when the day its brilliance the sky denies,
you walked smiling right into my sight
with eyes in which your heart openly lies,
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It was a hot and clear open sunny summer day,
as if sent from up high from beyond earthly skies
on your face a ray like a token from heaven lay,
as if we were both like Adam and Eve in paradise,
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A butterfly flutters past your face,
for a moment lands on a ruby-red rose
and I wonder about the love between you and me:
is it also so fragile and brittle?
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(after William Shakespeare)

When I notice how your own flowers grow
do wither and wilt after just a mere moment
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(after Vincent van der Westhuizen)

For you this morning I wanted to do something radical,
I wanted to take you far away from your work and our home,
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(in answer to Thomas Wyatt)

She drives me away that did me once seek,
then again sneaks secretly into my chamber,
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Sometimes next to you I lie on my back
while I rest during the dark hours of the night.
Sometimes it's in you that I loose everything and myself
when we desire each other in eternal moments
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As if these moments caught each emotion
where the tender passion of a single kiss
was something that will never again be like this
that came purely without any instigation,
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(in answer to Johann de Lange)

There is something incomprehensible that I now know:
that at the same time love can burn in flames to ashes
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Only mosquitoes turn around my head
where in the dark on my bed I lay
as if all my words are done and dead
until the morning twilight is grey
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