Charl JF Cilliers

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

Three Kinds Of Solitude - Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

The day was quiet, still bright
as we stood by the hut, at the door:

we had been following the light
down the path that led to the shore

where it seemed that his singing was drawing
the evening in from the sea,

that song I had once learned to sing
that was no longer singing in me.

Without thinking I reached for your hand
and went down on my knees on the sand:

only darkness knelt with me there,
for your heart was looking elsewhere.

Topic(s) of this poem: relationship

Form: Verse

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 26, 2015

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