Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 29,802 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

When The Sky Domes Dull Blue - Poem by Gert Strydom

When the sky domes dull blue,
with doves cooing on the roof,
peeping at you through tree branches,
when finches gambol at their nests,
the sun beacons you sparsely through leaves,
a kind of silence comes, a type of serenity
that forever penetrates into your soul.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 24, 2011

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