Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,043 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Gert Strydom Poems

41. With A Dead Soul 6/4/2009
42. I Will Go To My Father 6/4/2009
43. In The Night With You 6/4/2009
44. When I Perish 6/4/2009
45. When Eden Faded Away Into Memory 6/4/2009
46. Grieve England 6/8/2009
47. If You’re With Me 6/8/2009
48. Somewhere In The Night 6/9/2009
49. You Remain 6/9/2009
50. Life And The World Filled My Heart 6/9/2009
51. Silver 6/10/2009
52. Illegal Aliens 6/10/2009
53. Driving Past Van Reenens Pass 6/11/2009
54. At The Cross Road 6/11/2009
55. If You Are Near 6/11/2009
56. When The Bell Tolls 6/11/2009
57. You Are So Fine On Me 6/12/2009
58. On A December Summer Beach 6/12/2009
59. Shivers To The Soul 6/14/2009
60. December 6/15/2009
61. Who Knows The Reasons Why 6/15/2009
62. Jeanie 6/15/2009
63. Penelope 6/15/2009
64. On Patrol In The African Bush 6/16/2009
65. Flight To Reality 6/17/2009
66. To Be A While With You 6/17/2009
67. Publishers 6/17/2009
68. She Smiled At Me 6/17/2009
69. This Morning 6/10/2009
70. On The Back Page Of A Old Newspaper 6/15/2009
71. Meals That I Remember 6/17/2009
72. It Was Somewhere In July 6/18/2009
73. That Which Lies Between Us 6/18/2009
74. Midsummer Day 6/19/2009
75. In Fifth Avenue 6/22/2009
76. My Lorelei 6/22/2009
77. Madonna On A Wall 6/22/2009
78. Flames 6/22/2009
79. Eli Eli Lama Sabacthani 6/22/2009
80. Like In Summer And Spring 6/29/2009
Best Poem of Gert Strydom

Invictus (A Reply To William Ernest Henley)

While the night stretch black over me
and in the dark sky I see countless lights
burning high,
I thank the God that made me free
to choose which light to follow as a guide.

In dark circumstance and whatever fate brings,
destiny and chance do not conquer
and I still rise wiser
to life and its things

and my will remains free
to decide where my words
and actions belong
whether they are right or wrong
and to no human I bend a knee
and in all things I only answer to Him
who Captain’s me.

[References: Invictus by William Ernest ...

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One Morning I Saw A Man

One morning I saw a man
who looked at me
with red eyes
and his beard,
was unshaven and grew
rough and untamed.

The man looked familiar
and in the look in his eyes,

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