Gert Strydom Poems

The blue water stretches
as far as visibility allows to see
and there’s fog
rising white before the storm
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Out of the fog
its peaks rose
from ancient times
and it’s flat top
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The fire-lily flowers flaming and bloody red,
the crooked-thorn-bush is thrown over
and between all the incinerated stalks stand
this fire-flower so prettily adorned
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On a cruel cross Lord, my sins became Thine
and were all the riches and power of nature mine,
nothing would befits You as a gift
and never could I repay a love so unblemished and divine.
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(After Dylan Thomas)

Time held me
while I was still young and green
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With you my life goes up and down
and there is never a silent kind of time,
while you are my very own
and like a rose in its prime
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It was a dark day afternoon
with the sky brooding met die lug
and at s time when
it would be night soon
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As long as we are together
we can adore
as companion, partner and comrade
as friend and friend
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When words are not enough
to say thank you with
for all the sacrifices
that speaks an own language,
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