Gert Strydom Poems

I
Everlasting fortress where there is no night,
where the glory of God is the ultimate light
where known is the future, present and past,
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(in answer to Lina Spies)

I
Let Your name be remembered and hallowed here and everywhere about
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(after Percy Bysshe Shelley)

I
I did have a lovely dream of you
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With the end of every relationship
that with a woman I have had
(but the one that I did loose)
it feels as if I do die
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(after Elisabeth Eybers)

Where from branch to branch it jumps jolly,
frolic for its mate and do gambol,
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(after John Keats)

I heard the redbreast sing in the winter wind
while fog hanged over the lower meadows,
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(in answer to John Keats)

When I think that forgotten and dead I might be
before I have written the poems in my brain,
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(after Jan F. E. Celliers)

I
The plain lays streched out in its eternal rest,
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There is sprinkling-rain that sieves down at the waterfall,
the Kariba is overfull after the terrible rain
that follows after years of drought in dark Africa,
in anger the Nyaminyami in rage does roar
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At a time you were distant like a star
while destiny did its way with me run,
where my life in its trickery was spun,
while true I did love you from afar.
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