Gert Strydom Poems

If I could make the big orange sun
hang forever
over the horizon
and the magic colours
...

I dreamed of you
last night
and the coldness,
woke me up
...

At times I wonder
what the Almighty’s plan
with my life is
...

It happened to me
that a car salesman,
or a policy vendor,
or even family or friends
...

I walked into this Vista
to work there
and the garden was beautiful,
but in such a place
...

The smell of coffee
that is boiling in the early morning
goes right through the room
and it reminds me of you,
...

People with light orange cloaks
comes pass in a jolly procession.
There are two hitting drums
and one sings over a loudspeaker horn
...

It’s like new love for life
are in your golden eyes
and I see happiness
burning in them
...

There’s a black hair cat
that comes and lies with me
while I wait for you
and the sun
...

Today the eastern horizon is yellow gold
and buildings are framed
like pieces of a puzzle
against the sky
...