Charl JF Cilliers

Gold Star - 5,763 Points (25 January 1941 / Cape Town, South Africa)

Cinquain 29 - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

you still don’t see
the well’s coldest depths far
beneath the distortions that are
your face

Topic(s) of this poem: well

Form: Cinquain

Comments about Cinquain 29 by Charl JF Cilliers

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/13/2015 12:55:00 AM)

    We walk around it and yet never see what is in it, Soul is our well and we keep ignoring its warning....Another thought provoking poem. (Report) Reply

    Charl Cilliers (11/13/2015 1:02:00 AM)

    True, Mohammed! Thank you for your kind words.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 13, 2015

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