Gert Strydom Poems

Stories of heroes and heroines we do behold
where through countless ages they are told
of Helen, Phaon, Sappho, Abelard and Heloise
whose great love for others were very bold
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Far off to another land under a distant sun
setting his sails to the prevailing breeze,
far past where the horizon and sky is one
he sailed away on the Aegean seas,
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(for Annelize)

Where it exists in the depth of the heart,
where daily it is of us a part
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Driving my old blue Honda CZ900 motorbike at speed,
suddenly I am like Phaeton when a stone jumps up
and smashes the helmet's visor
and the right lens of my glasses
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When Phaeton, the son of the god of the sun, Helios,
wished as a human to drive the sun-chariot over the sky
Phaeton was far too self-assured, forward and curios
and in vain Helios warned his son that he would die
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(for Annelize)

While daily I do try a living to make
I do claim your heart for my love's sake
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I am tired of half-truths and your lies
and loosing you burns in my throat and breast,
there now is something strange in your eyes,
the uncertainty will not let me rest.
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I do love you; it's to you no surprise,
of sins erred there is no confession;
nor on principle I make a concession,
to no one my own feelings are a guise.
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I come with faith in love and liberty
while outside there falls thunder-bolts blue-white,
they do branch and light-up the stormy night,
the earth smells with promise of what is to be.
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Too lonesome and sad are all of my days,
where at heart I do you still much adore,
do seek your angelic image once more,
where you brought me joy in wonderful ways,
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