Charl JF Cilliers
Recognition - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers
For years, like an unwavering devotee,
I wore an air of solemn mystery.
No one noticed me.
So I began to speak with the bright
glow of a fountain’s rainbow light.
No one, no one saw my plight.
Then I cavorted like a circus clown,
seeking applause and ultimate renown.
Elicited nothing but a dismissive frown.
Till at last, wrapped in a cloud,
high above the slowly gathering crowd:
“Watch me, I can fly! ” I said out loud.
Now I am out of sound
and sight in the secretive ground
whilst all around, into templed fingertips,
my praises, virtues, tumble from their lips.
Comments about Recognition by Charl JF Cilliers
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye