Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 29,864 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

At The Forest Path - Poem by Gert Strydom

Wild aloes, some proteas grow along the forest path,
some mushrooms are sprouting near to it

and doves sit cooing in trees as if in love,
the sky is hued with a deep blue

and a light wind rustles through the trees
like a new visitor coming to watch the picture perfect view

with the ocean lying far below, clearer than jade
your hand in mine, with sweet promises made.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

Form: Prose Poem


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 5, 2015



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