Cinquain 58 Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

Cinquain 58



is this
the scent of war
or just those endless fields
of scarlet poppies that keep on
blooming?

Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: war memories
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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