Gert Strydom Poems

It was a dark day afternoon
with the sky brooding met die lug
and at s time when
it would be night soon
...

Beyond Table Bay far within the blue deep
man and horse waits
while their bones lie in sacred bravery
at the sea’s gates
...

When words are not enough
to say thank you with
for all the sacrifices
that speaks an own language,
...

As long as we are together
we can adore
as companion, partner and comrade
as friend and friend
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When the sun rises in the morning
away in the east it hangs red
and all the trees in this autumn
are already leafless
...

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Not all kinds of things can be explained
by mere science or by some philosophy
and so the essence of life has remained
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The sun burns furious
and the harsh reality,
of a live in the semi desert
of the Kalahari
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When I look back
at my life
and see how fast
everything pass,
...

At the first sign of early morning light
there is something strange and incandescent
that is disposing of the darkest night
and when it is over, suddenly spent,
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