Cinquain 61 Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

Cinquain 61



at times
the wind takes on
the wild shape of a tree,
a blade of grass, a wave that one
can see

Thursday, November 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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