Tankas About You And Me In Nature Poem by Gert Strydom

Blood-red the moon hangs
as a ruby up in the sky
on velvet from God,
it does flame in the darkness
while some doves do flutter past.

*

You do scatter seed
with the strong wind spreading it,
it does fall softly
the sun burns everything
fields of wild cosmos flower.

*

Like yellow streetlight
the moon shines through the window,
your eyes do gleam
like those of a wild serval
when the black night does breathe here.

*

Blue-white thunder fall,
when in my arms you shelter,
the bed is cosy,
when harsh winds blow wild outside
but your hot body does flame.

*

In this cold winter
it is very surprising
clivias flower
when the cold black frost does come,
all other things do perish.

*

Lingering your scent
does penetrates everything
as if you are here
your own shampoo and perfume
do still remain here with me.

*

The barbet twitters
early when the sun does rise
its bright song of praise,
doves coo to their own content
to duty we do hurry.

*

It's dusk and dark
when the weaver does twitter
does greet the beauty
know nothing of our longing
or of the pain that may come.


*
The small vagabond
paradise-fly-catcher chirp,
it's orange and black
it frolics the morning bright,
and it does vanish.

*
You beat my heart faint,
want to go when I love you,
when you are away,
then you are longing for me,
love is but a funny thing.

*

You leave me wordless:
too lovely for words you are,
truly I remember
the long summer that is past,
where you do fill all my thoughts.

© Gert Strydom