Gert Strydom Poems

Every day
the blue curtain appears,
unless white clouds
linen it off.
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One day at the hotel 224,
a beautiful girl crossed
the street to talk to me
and her words “how’s it”
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I saw a man Saturday,
standing at a robot light
with a sign,
which stated that
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Is there an animal
that hides in every heart
and waits for a chance
to materialise?
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Today I heard
somebody say
“warasa”
and I thought
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You are my spring-bride when the cherries do flower
where curls run down your neck,
you are the one that leave me breathless and that do bring me to a halt,
the one who leaves me speechless in any other season,
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You are my spring-bride when the cherries do flower
where curls run down your neck,
you are the one that leave me breathless and that do bring me to a halt,
the one who leaves me speechless in any other season,
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There’s a bottle coca-cola
that stands icy and black
on my desk, .
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When Michael or Gabriel
comes for me
do not write
RIP on my grave
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I knew a man
who met a working girl
and with a twirl
of her head,
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