Gert Strydom Poems

Lisa let’s you come to her place near the airport
and you watch warplanes
disappearing into the blue sky
while you wait for her to open.
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Here rests on the bark
of this tree
scratched to remain,
two hearts interlinked
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Perfect love is such a strange kind of thing
in a way a kind of sublime paradigm
where we are searching something unending
that still stays even through the end of time,
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Sometimes it's as if my childhood days come back
and it's as if the colour and texture catches me
when I am astounded by the sheer beauty of things,

by the smell of flowers hanging in the air,
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Slow they do swim
in the surging swell avoiding rocks,
slow they do swim;
maybe a little he or him,
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The young farmer is not dead
the earth that loves him, still remembers him,
where his young wife was raped by barbarians
and his small toddler daughter as well
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While I stood at the door
I noticed
how the depths can suck you in,
can paralyse your heart and soul.
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Two people separate where one
says that she’s met another man
and suddenly everything that we had is gone
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I

Just after winter you are back enchanting
with unfolding blossoms on hot sunny days
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This government slammed a jail door behind you,
caged you in like a animal, locked you behind bars
in the prison at Rooigrond;
when this government took your freedom
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