Cinquain 65 Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

Cinquain 65



I sped
through the darkness
to where she was dying,
reaching her on the fragile thread
of dawn
(for Sienie)

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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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