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Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa

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Perches momentarily in mid-flight,
wide-winged, on a crag of sunlight.
Catamarans down, soft as a last breath
of wind, and claws the shrill of death.

Charl JF Cilliers

Thursday, October 15, 2015

Topic(s) of this poem: metaphysical

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M Asim Nehal 13 November 2015

Outstanding picture of my favourite bird Falcon..........In four lines you wrote a novel from me...........Amusing,10+++++

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Liza Sudina 11 November 2015

I love your meter, your rhythm! ! ! it's like a wave I need!

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Charl Cilliers 11 November 2015

Thank you, Liza!

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Edward Kofi Louis 15 October 2015

Soft as a last breath. Nice work. Thanks for sharing.

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Charl Cilliers 15 October 2015

Thank you, Edward!

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