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 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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