Gert Strydom Poems

There are only eyes appearing above the surface
in the brown water of the river's pool
before they again disappear without a trace.
There are only eyes appearing above the surface
...

To me you are the person
that comes once in a lifetime;
there is a new fire burning in me
in my early years of age,
...

(after T.T. Cloete)

Together we enjoyed evenings
in each other's company, dined out,
...

You fit perfectly into my life
I feel your steps where ever I go,
I even see your reflection in the glass
without it betraying your presence
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Right down the street the traffic lights are green
and a couple of homeless men stand around a fire
in a half drum and ambulances and police cars scream
while they past rows and rows of flats for hire
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On the street corners, in the dark back alleys
whores cackle,
some black women glance lusting at me,
poor children are watching me in hunger,
...

At half past four
while the civil service employees
are going home
blue-white thunderbolts crash down
...

There is deeper mathematic, greater science
in the composition of the universe,
in how things function in it
while mere man now days claim
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There is greater art in the colour of the sky,
in the canvas with which the night covers herself,
in the sun that rises in time each morning
and daily I am astounded
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There is greater love in that God perished innocently
that He who is almighty lowered Himself
to the image of a mere man
that He did permit earthly beings to curse Him,
...