Gert Strydom Poems

Probius was whipped by guards until bloody,
then chained and locked in the dungeon
to convince him, to offer to gods
and when they saw him shaking with sheer pain
...

Your presence is a true delight,
just like the summer sun
where I am welcome at your door,
since our love has begun,
...

Next to an apple tree at a crossroad
a woman plays a song of love
which is swept away by the wind,
as she plays a cello at her thigh
...

To some more a god than man
the hero walks in
with greatness depicted
in every move and stride
...

Almighty God who sets the ways of people
do You see, do You daily notice
how my people do suffer?

Are You aware of the old man begging in the street,
...

(after Toon van den Heever)

Insignificant are the white clouds that do pass
as they are driven by strong winds without any solidity
...

When all rhetoric is gone,
when all of my words
loose their meaning,
even when my poems are gone
...

The cracking branches as it rushed in
had a shocking kind of thunder to them
and where it entered the swollen river
I heard the rushing water splashing
...

Out of military boots
I come moulded to be a different person
and in nature could finally find some serenity
with the hot sun blazing above me
...

You are at my side wherever I do go,
in times of woe and of great bliss,
in each kiss of our love I do know
and we do glow in the way that it is,
...