Gert Strydom Poems

Autumn, spring, summer and winter comes
where no sun raises its rays,
where no wind blows or any snow falls
in the temple of the heart.
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If I were enchanted by the look in the eye
which can as easily kiss, caress
as weep and hate
I would be blessed and cursed
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When I was but a primary school boy
I would play with a girl
as my mate
and she had freckles
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I miss you more
than you could know
and the nights here
Is already becoming winter
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Maybe in your absence
I will write
another thousand poems,
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If I could have a lodge
at the sea somewhere
preferably at the south coast,
could lie in the sun
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My friend you talk
about my people and me
being equal
to Hitler and the Germans
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It was an autumn day
and times will never be like that again:

We who are in love
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The cold breeze
with icy freezing fingers
brushed leaves freezing
against the windowpanes.
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Somewhere on a unfrequented beach
you and I alone left tracks
and walked into the distant mirage
to find a new tomorrow for us.
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