Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 30,073 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

When The Sun Kisses The Hillocks - Poem by Gert Strydom

Late in the afternoon when the sun kisses the hillocks
a deep red colour appear in the west
when nature, man comes to the evenings rest,
while I hear guinea fowls screaming from the bush,
there is a kind of silence that comes suddenly,
when man is saying his prayers, is going to God
when some are busy with deeds of love,
with the essence of living and of life
and others still pursue further fame and wealth.

Comments about When The Sun Kisses The Hillocks by Gert Strydom

  • (5/21/2012 3:53:00 AM)

    Your poems talk about nature and man! very sweet and nice! the thief poem is a shock! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 21, 2012

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