Gert Strydom Poems

Maybe you will still love me
when I die, when I loose all life
and lie under the dark lumps of sand
and become part of the earth
...

(after N.P. van Wyk Louw)

In a moment my humanity
wants to come to you
...

In that night we learned
what pain and joy is
and silently we lay in each other’s arms
in the darkness,
...

While clouds did mill, ominous thundergirt
and in darkness
pile all over the distant horizon
we did caress,
...

Although our feelings are true winter comes
too suddenly
and in our quick approaching middle-age
we love gladly
...

not a thing can remove
you from all of my thoughts, your face
does there constantly rove
and in my heart there is no hate,
...

He caught the largest cod he had ever seen,
was rowing out
with it drifting right next to the small boat,
sharks were about
...

Roses bloom in the spring sun,
their fragrance attracts bee upon bee,
morning glories climb up on the veranda
but much more pretty you are,
...

She has a kind of purity, innocence,
and her sheer loveliness at times makes her glow,
as something precious with a evanescence,
to her the gods did a kind of grace bestow,
...

time slips past me
and you wander into my thoughts
and then I want to be with you
and cover your mouth with kisses
...