Impotent (Naani)
Bawdy language
Dressed in sterile verse
Nullifies its worth and track
Ends in a hallow cul-de-sac.
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July 5,2009
Cynthia BuhainBaello
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Adversity
Hammer pounding down
On life's anvil man is honed
By his afflictions.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
Friday, March 05,2010
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The Bet (Naani)
The Bet (Naani)
Life's nasty little clock
Speeds up in staccato tic tac
As Drinks and Drugs feed on
Death placed his bet and mocks.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
February 20,2012
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Cranky
Maybe it is the weather
That makes you grow crankier
Or better yet the hormone
That lets you give an acidic tone.
I do not care if you review,
Please be kind in all you do.
Today maybe your very last,
For life is over, oh so fast.
We all have joy to try and write,
And all you here we do invite.
No one's perfect so be true -
If you're not happy, say 'Adieu! '
Kindness is the best to give
Adds sunshine to this life we live.
We may not have a lot of money,
That's better than to be so cranky.
You'll end up with a lot of lines,
And with your words, please be refined.
For it reflects the heart inside,
Those sour grapes are hard to hide.
'The good man brings good things out of the good stored up in him...'
MATTHEW 12: 35a
July 10,2008
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Ugliness of Lies
The ugliness of lies
Deception dressed in verse
Vexful to the eyes
When truth is thus reversed.
Wasted talent true
Devoid of substance deep
All these vain lies construe
They are not worth to keep
Nor read for precious Time
But merit human trash
The garbage bin its place sublime
Its cheap purpose - to bash.
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March 2,2010
Philippines
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Your Diamonds
I do not own the hand
That writes freely your words
Nor will I try to tell you
How and what to write
No demands here, my friend
No selfish impositions
To stifle the ink that is yours,
The feelings only you can have
Little diamonds drilled
By your creative mind
They are your treasures
Yours alone!
So I in deep affection
Set you free
To be YOU
To lay before us
Your own colors
Your Jewels
Because you have
My Respect.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
June 5,2012
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Reborn
Fifteen years
Trying to put
Shattered pieces back
Daily, such a draining chore
There was no glue for it
To be done perfectly
Even with care
I was tired.
Perhaps the numbness
From repeated breaking
Woke me up
From the dream
Awake enough
To walk away
Picking up my pieces
So I can go on
Living
Again!
Cynthia BuhainBaello
6/27/12
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His Word Is Alive
Seeds of Life that germinate
In ready soils of hungered hearts,
Alive and active when sown, pulsate
With the newness of life that it imparts.
Not idle words but Words of Truth,
They cleanse the souls and sanctify.
Eventually they will grow roots
That will encourage and edify.
These Seeds do not return when sown,
Empty and void with sterile worth-
Life-changing power it makes known
It is from God it was sent forth.
In times of battle it is a Sword
Sharper than a double-edged one,
For Evil always flees God's Word
And his works are cut, his deeds undone.
When used in prayer, spoken in Faith,
It moves mountains with the answers,
It soars the heavens and resonates
It is the key that releases God's Power.
'The law of the Lord is perfect,
reviving the soul,
The statutes of the Lord are trustworthy,
making wise the simple.
The precepts of the Lord are right,
giving joy to the heart,
The commands of the Lord are radiant,
giving light to the eyes.
The fear of the Lord is pure,
enduring forever.'
Psalm 19: 7-9
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July 7 2009
Philippines
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Gentle Rain
Have you ever
Listened to the sound
Of gentle rain?
Drink with eyes closed
A soothing lullaby
Music for repose
Like a baby's sigh
Sound so soft
With chirps of birds
That bathe
Unafraid
Of its wetness
Washed by
Gentleness
Touching you
With peace.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
6/28/12
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Parker
A Very Short Song
Once, when I was young and true,
Someone left me sad-
Broke my brittle heart in two;
And that is very bad.
Love is for unlucky folk,
Love is but a curse.
Once there was a heart I broke;
And that, I think, is worse.
Dorothy Parker
(August 22,1893 - June 7,1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)
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Parker was no fan of fancy language, see -
Her words direct and cutting, precision Poetry!
No fan of metaphor, no use for filigree
But when I read I understand what she says to me!
And we all know she was more than good
Had years of excellence in writing
Simple words can be understood
Like of those Nash, Frost, and Kipling.
Cynthia BuhainBaello
June 25,2012
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If
Real failures
Come not from defeat or failing,
It is the forfeiture
Of the first step at trying.
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July 21,2009
Philippines
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Sad Eyes (Cinquain)
Sad eyes
Hide the story
A mystique novel there
Lies in loneliness when Love says
Goodbye.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City
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Exaltation (Naani)
This truth abounds -
Empty vessels make the most noise
While the filled ones
Know how to silence their own sound.
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July 8,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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Class (Clerihew)
Dame Dorothy Parker
Sashays with wit and humour,
But Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
The murders he did foil.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City Phillippines
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Simple Life -Acrostic #3
Stay focused on goals and dreams,
Identify those that need change.
Many trials discourage it seems
Persevere, for winning is in your range
Live honestly and work with pride
Excellence will soon be at your side.
Leave worries and anger, be free!
In Faith, trust in God's care.
For life is short, so live peacefully
Everything has a reason to be there.
'Be joyful in hope,
Patient in affliction,
Faithful in prayer.'
Romans 12: 12
May 30,2012
Cynthia BuhainBaello
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That's Art (Clerihew)
The painter Michaelangelo
Should have done the Sistine al fresco,
Unlike the great Rembrandt
Who worked inside the house of his aunt.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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Brevity (Cinquain)
Time saved
Direct, no frills
Points like cards laid down here
Get the aces, hearts, and diamonds -
Winner.
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July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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My Idea Book (Cinquain)
Richness
Treasured pages
Gems of wisdom therein -
Bountiful ink from which I write
Bible.
'The unfolding of Your Words gives light;
it gives understanding to the simple.'
Psalm 119: 130
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July 7,2009
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Doors
A door may open
Or it may close
It may be wooden
Or steel, I suppose.
A door keeps us in
Or may lock us out,
A door may be silent
Or with noise, may shout.
Doors are for safety,
Our protection -
May rot in antiquity
Lose purpose and mission.
A door like chance,
Can open a dream.
A door like romance,
Can cause some steam.
But there is one door
With its key - never part,
Freely open, evermore -
The door of your heart!
Cynthia BuhainBaello
February 19,2012
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Not Perfect
Allow your fellow poets freedom
With grace, appreciate their words
Whatever they give it will become
A blessing, a touch, that poems accord.
Each one has limitations, but have a voice.
Listen, even to them that are new
Looking for the Good is always a choice
Do not restrict what does not agree with you.
Above all else, never have Conceit and think
You are above the rest and now excel
We are all learning and our efforts link
To Poetry, as we read - we learn well.
For life is a never- ending school
And those who succeed are those who are able
To look beyond the flaws and to use his tools
While all the while remaining very teachable!
'A word aptly spoken is like apples of gold in settings of silver.'
Proverbs 25: 11
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Originality (Cinquain)
Mind fruits
Flow with sweet juice
No plastic copy matched-
Ripe ideas will ink the pen
With truth.
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'Originality is the mother of creativity.'
July 7,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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