Gert Strydom

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

Weekend Away - Poem by Gert Strydom

The weekend we will go
past Gordonsbay
to Rooiels

and when the morning sun
just shows its head
and appear like a round ball

we will pick up circular green shells
on the beach
and stand alone
next to the mighty ocean

and you will put your fingers
right through one
and turn it round and around

and on the rocks
we will drink
cups of Mega coffee

while the tide goes out
and waves hit spitting
over the brown rocks.

When the sun is up
we will drive to Gordonsbay
to get a take away meal
somewhere there

and you will look
at the forsaken phantom house
and I will tell you
stories of lost love

and people finding each other
even after being dead
and at the Strand
we will rollick

and throw Frisbee
and will try and sent
your kite up
and that weekend
will last a lifetime

where we rent a room
at a guesthouse
next to the sea.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 6, 2010



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