Gert Strydom Poems

I have got the power to make something of my life,
in the heat and cold of all seasons that touch me,
I will not be political correct where there is oppression
and will cleave open the absolute truth from secrecy.
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(after WH Auden)

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wants to purge, discipline and feast,
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My wife smiles and pours tea for both of us,
she gestures to me with her hand
and her smile and words do sweep me along,
I see her eyes glow and feel how she is staring,
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At first you thought love could at a time abate
that it is not strong enough to eternally persist
of its abilities and nature I did then to you insist
and told you that it even at times conquers hate.
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While the fourteen-day-rain outside do day and night whisper
the aroma of the wet earth and new life is everywhere,
while almost endlessly the rain keeps falling
the two of us at night lie cosily together in the cold darkness,
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This morning the sky is serenely turquoise
while you act with liberty and independence,
smile at me lovely full of self-confidence
and along with you my heart do rejoice.
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With these events your love become essential to me
where our days and nights suddenly are missing to me,
where everything is clear but nothing makes life simple
and sometimes my fears and even wishes feel superfluous
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You come to me during my impotence,
bravely face any kind of unsure resistance
with loving lingering enchanting persistence.
Serving a holy God full of omnipotence
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My candle burns tonight only for you
as you do take me as your darling
while friends do estrange themselves from me,
where you do still believe in me and trust me,
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In all the things in life I do experience
it's touched by the whims of uncanny fate,
while it acts as if its impact cannot wait
but in my days you do make the deference
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