Crush-Pen (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(after Ernst van Heerden)

There are also blood brothers in his hell
(more than he can count on his hands)
Opperman, the two Louws, Eybers and Spies,
Campbell, Butler, Plomer, Seroti and Livingstone
just to mention a few
that did write glorious verse lines
who wanted to pour words into the eternity,
but with time they did shoot away like stars
while his muse does remain silent, does drag him into infinity
he notices people laugh, celebrate and cry in sorrow
until the terror, the abyss tries to be victorious
and he alone does stand in the gateway at the breaking of day,
while the lights of the blood brothers do gleam once more,
indelible words as if from God, do reign supreme in poems.

[Reference: "Drukgang" (Crush-pen)by Ernst van Heerden.]

© Gert Strydom