Gert Strydom Poems

Numb, half-awake, and dazed with wonder,
I gasp at you, in the room at my mother's house,
I hear your clear voice breaking into my reality,
ringing with familiarity in the morning twilight:
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When big-eyed in the morning,
you do kiss me with soft hot lips,
do have the first conversation of the day,
it's magic that you do to me.
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Next to me your own vivid picture lies-
against the wall with your shadow and face,
a woman complete, with innocence and grace
and wisdom in your expression and eyes.
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Abandoned by you I am in my love
and I pray to God for greater mercy,
when you leave me alone like this,
do not regard me as your spouse
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Everywhere the cosmos are appearing,
after the days of soaking spring rain,
the entire veldt is like Eden again.
To me this time of year is endearing
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I had been for your last words
on separation unprepared,
where your decisions do affect the future,
with pain in my life is realized,
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"Unto Adam He said…cursed is the ground
for thy sake…Thorns… shall it bring forth."
Genesis 2: 17-18
"The soldiers platted a crown of thorns,
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Lord, I bring to You a small offering:
another day of dirty earthly toil,
I do earnestly pray for Your blessing
and water on the red-brown fertile soil,
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As the early morning breeze the leaves stirs
solitary it sits high in the acacia-thorn,
watches the other birds frolic in the firs
while another new god-given day is born.
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For long it had been an eternal night
with just water covering everything,
with no other kind of colour or light
that did any sight or dimension bring,
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