Charl JF Cilliers

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

The Wanderer - For My Granddaughter Meritxell - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

When hungry I pick nuts
and berries: whatever nature yields.
I do not sleep in huts
but in green fields.

I’m woken by the light,
with nature’s artwork hung on all
my walls, and the delight
of birdsong cascading like a waterfall.

Even when gates keep me out,
imagination like a sunbird soars over fences,
settles on a flower, sucks it out
in a fierce delirium of all the senses.

And in the midday’s feral glare
I seek a wide tree’s shade and stretch out there
to dream where butterflies like poems are everywhere.

Topic(s) of this poem: creativity

Form: Verse


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 27, 2015



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