Gert Strydom Poems

From the blue sky falls a small dragonfly
at our feet are a myriad of flowers
to which some busy bees passes us by,
in the distance high an oak towers
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The world displays God's great glory
even when industries downwards trod
nature with a steel crunching rod,
destruction is noted history,
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Far too many times it had been broken
and at times I had given it away.
Now I have quite suddenly been woken
at the very breaking of the new day
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You had awaken a blazing fire in me
as you had shouted my name at the gate
while you waved extremely merrily
and the night was dark and it was quite late
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I wish that I could clearly recall the day
the exact moment, the instant that we did meet
but it runs away like something with ever moving feet
as if the emotions between us are ever at play
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In the tempests of the world bring tranquillity,
in all be Thou the only guide to me,
lead us the right way, when darkness comes,
to our great eternal and happy homes
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We sit on a balcony
and look at the harbour, the beach
and the small town
where fishermen make their life
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Love keeps flowering
and sometimes it comes brutally
filled with a type of energy
like revolutions over the sheets
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Almost timeless a wave breaks white
where we walk bare foot to the bay.
In the early evening the sky is star speckled
and out of one of the beach houses a joyful noise resounds.
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She broke in to me, into my life
and slowly displaced my friends,
my hobbies, even my fantasies
but in her reality
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