Gert Strydom Poems

(in answer to Louis Esterhuizen)

When I tell you that I do not deserve you
I do see you as an angel in times of darkness
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From the day of our wedding years back
you do accuse me that I do flirt (woo other women)
and nothing can now over-bridge these lies:
you think that you can say and do just as you will.
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(For my wife Daleen)

Love takes you to places where you had not been before
and this is how I want every new tomorrow to be with you,
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In the distance on a Sunday I hear a church-bell ring,
this Sunday is also for other people a season of festivity,
when the muezzin from the minaret in the distance calls loudly.
At night crackers and fireworks go off in the sky
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Where the sun burns almost without mercy
in the heavens of Africa,
and the tracks of drought stretch right over the continent,
a Bushman saw a strange star in the night
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(in answer to William Blake)

When Michael and His angels did the battle win
in the days of ancient antiquity
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(in answer to ee cummings, in answer to Ingrid Jonker)

In every gesture there is something that does include me,
in your glace a secrecy of which I am a part
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(in answer to ee cummings, in answer to Ingrid Jonker)

In every gesture there is something that does include me,
in your glace a secrecy of which I am a part
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There silence in each hurting memory
as you walk on the footsteps of the past
but between us there is hope that last
in the things with which you trust me
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Love is not something that is for sale,
it does burn with its own kind of flame,
it does not become trite or even stale,
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