Charl JF Cilliers

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

Cleft In Two - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

The pine tree has grown scraggly: dry
denuded branches, oozing bark; and I
stand silently and listen to the thin wind cry.

In the grass I hear your rustling footsteps when you left
and feel again what I felt then: bereft
at how suddenly my tranquil life was cleft

in two. And hope flies up each time I hear
that rustling in the grass, wind in the tree:
Could it be your footsteps drawing near?
Or merely the sounds of you again
and again not coming back to me?

Topic(s) of this poem: longing

Form: Verse

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Poem Submitted: Friday, November 6, 2015

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