Gert Strydom Poems

I am hoarse, stupid and have fear
that you do not look past
the tears
and see how it looks
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When winter finds its impact
and binds itself
in your depths
...

I see a storm brewing up
at a time
that I am days and nights away
from any shelter
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I went into the wide world
and everywhere
where I could
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I drive my yellow Bmw
with six cylinders roaring powerful
beneath a group of students
five pressed into the back
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I watch you turn around
under a electric sun
and your golden body shines
while you are slowly
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April chose me
for my awakening
and although
where I live
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In the pepper tree
the birds waited this morning
on you
to get seed and crumbs,
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I received an email from you
that gives me notice
as if I am just a tenant
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When in the dark
you stopped at the back door,
you were already
a day late.
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