Treasure Island

Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

In this cold winter


In this cold winter
the evening wind cuts merciless
right through clothes
and in the early morning
ripe lies like fallen snow
and covers the lawn
and every flower bud

but still the doves coo
their song of romance,
still a flock of wavers and sparrows
twitter their thanks
as they peck on bread crumbs and seeds

and your hand is hot in mine
and together our bed
is a cosy and lovely place.

Submitted: Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013
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