Gert Strydom Poems

Around and around they move, turning,
as big specks in the bright blue sky
before they suddenly descend one after another
with wild wings cutting as shining blades,
...

(after Sheila Cussons)

There is a mask that I do wear
behind which I do hide nakedly
...

(for Annelize)

Some people will call it graffiti
something that people on own accord write on walls,
...

(for Annelize)

Outside I see the sun peep,
hear doves coo for each other,
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Taking my very last
breath of air and will I see
your temperate smile grow to full capacity
when old age ravishes me
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My Lord, today I did realize
that Your feet do fit in my cursed shoes
and suddenly the thought did come to me
that Your death and my baptismal wash my life clean
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We will
seek the great thrill,
surf in hurricane waves
experience the surf, the swell
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The comforting warmth of the sun falling
through the window,
the voices of many birds calling serene
from the meadow
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When tea is made at half past seven
and again at eleven
he comes from the grass where he has been hiding
or from a tree down he comes sliding,
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In most things I am free
to make my choice
but still she tries to guide me
with her look, with her voice
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