Gert Strydom Poems

When my darling comes to me
in the street jacarandas are flowering
and I can smell jasmine and gardenia on the wind,
when with her body for moments see astounds me,
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(after Alfred, Lord Tennyson)

Wild and happy without any regret
are tears of joy,
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When I first saw you something happened,
in a long glance
our eyes met and the old world decayed,
our hearts did dance,
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I remember you in the white-hot sun
with rays flaming
when you die shake your hair out
near to the small pond
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When you did tell me
that there is no bigger treasure
than our love,
that you see the light
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how lonely it’s sometimes with you,
that both of us come from two different worlds,
that misconception rules at times
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(in answer to Richard Aldington)

The hurt, the loss of my father at a very early age
brought me to my knees and to God
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believing in avenging gods,
believing in weapons of war
and have experienced
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I found you
in a place with a bit of sun,
where rays drew silky fingers over us
and I was covered by your body
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While the days do run on
at times there is a kind of hesitation,
a familiarity that you have been here
and outside it’s raining
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