Gert Strydom Poems

When the summer sun covers us,
in the unstained cobalt blue,
with its rays shining in glory,
when the summer sun covers us,
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Nothing will be as wonderful, as that spring had been
the trees were full of flowers row upon row
the water in the channels reflected bright like glass
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flames spread further with destruction
from where the mountain is ablaze
running into almost every direction
with smoke causing a big haze
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The cup of the moon
flowers yellow in the night,
is big round and clear
next to a swarm of small stars
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(in answer to Sally-Ann Murray)

How many times does a woman
set a task, wants a simple or more difficult thing
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With your soft lips on my cheek
I am caught in moments that draw out,
I am melting in every beautiful gaze,
with eyes flaming and touching
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Mother is upset where in silence she stands praying
seventy two rand is suddenly missing
and she do not know where she has put the money
and she does not want to fight with young Sarah,
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I. ‘A macramé plant hangs close to her bed

A macramé plant hangs close to her bed
on the eiderdown she lays stretched out,
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On one of the back benches in church
I see a young girl
unbuttoning the top of her blouse
with slender white fingers
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On a day that felt like any other,
where the sun was hot
in a Pretoria spring,
when the jasmine and almost every flower
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