Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 16,916 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

No Second Helen - Poem by Gert Strydom

I loved a woman
who was beautiful
just like Helen of Troy
and with pills and depression,
she was plagued under my own eyes.

Our love nest became a dark cave
and at times it tore through me
when the sun
was blocked out from the windows
and I saw her suffer there.

With time she hanged her cloak
somewhere else
and I wonder if at times
she catches a ray of the sun?


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 22, 2009



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