Van Der Decken (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

Van Der Decken (Cavatina)



Quite romantic an ancient ship passes
during twilight
with the setting sun ropes, cords, sails thrum;
the coming night
rushes in with a myriad of stars
and out of sight
a man stand with a fist high against the wind,
to eternity rest he will not find.

Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: romantic
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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