Gert Strydom Poems

I
Bloody red is the sun's last display
at the end of yet another tranquil day
but tonight it seems as if you are right here
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(after Percy Bysshe Shelley)

I
At a time my tears flowed like a river
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I
Coming into the valley there are three distinct ways
and one I see but two of them are totally out of sight
on foggy days but can be seen on the open sunny days,
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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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