Aim Poem by Charl JF Cilliers

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I close my one eye as I look across
the steep incline of a steady wrist
aiming my pen at the image’s loss
of definition in the page’s swirling mist.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: metaphysical
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Charl JF Cilliers

Charl JF Cilliers

Cape Town, South Africa
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