Real Strength (Octelle Form)
Bamboo tree, you are resilient
With the wind, so truly patient
Bending back with every blow
Swaying freely, strength to show
Although fierce may be the storm
It can never break your form
Bamboo tree, you are resilient
With the wind, so truly patient!
Cynthia Buhain Baello
11.22.12
**Octelle - poetry form of 8 lines
aa-bb-cc-aa rhyme scheme, 88-77-77-88 syllable
pattern, and uses personification & symbolism.
The first 2 lines are repeated as the last 2 lines.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Expose (Octelle)
Are you the anodyne men seek -
Religion controlling the weak?
Masters of malevolence,
Hiding in Piety's pretense!
Your robes dipped Injustice's blood
Teaching vile men to play god!
Are you the anodyne men seek -
Religion controlling the weak?
'Each tree is recognized by its own fruit.' (Luke 6: 44)
cynthiabuhainbaello
11.28.12
*Octelle - poetry form of 8 lines
aa-bb-cc-aa rhyme scheme, 88-77-77-88 syllable
pattern, and uses personification & symbolism.
The first 2 lines are repeated as the last 2 lines.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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The Real War (Octelle)
Your nymph song, Complacency, lulls
And numbs, makes our Awareness dull.
Like wine that drowns Discretion
We're drunk in sheer Delusion.
Foes tied our hands with Deceit
Can't stand, we lie in Defeat!
Your nymph song, Complacency, lulls
And numbs, makes our Awareness dull.
cynthiabuhainbaello
11.28.12
*Octelle - poetry form in 8 lines
aa-bb-cc-aa rhyme scheme and 88-77-77-88
format, the first two lines are repeated
as the last lines.
It uses personification & symbolism.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Sinking (Octelle)
Freedom, you're on a sinking ship
Blinded, tossed about, losing grip!
Enemies laugh, as you drown
With your flawed throne and false crown
Free yourself! Open your eyes!
Deceit has slipped through with lies
Freedom, you're on a sinking ship
Blinded, tossed about, losing grip!
'Ships sail on water, but if the water gets in slowly,
even a battleship will sink. Nations do not fall instantly,
they get corrupted inside very slowly.'
cynthiabuhainbaello11.28.12
*Octelle poem - 8 line poem with aa-bb-cc-aa rhyme scheme
and 88-77-77-88 syllable pattern. The first 2 lines are
repeated as the last 2 lines.
It uses personification & symbolism and it written in
a telling manner.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Pate Chinois Did It (Novelinee)
It's funny how love blooms with a new day -
births forth romance in one moment's surprise,
without much warning, traps the heart away
and stars will cover vision of the eyes.
So it was when she met that Quebecois
her little French relayed the message sent,
their mutual love for pate chinois
sparked an attraction that was eloquent,
and looks said more than what their words had meant.
Novelinee poetry form - 9 lines in decasyllabic format
with a b/a b/c d/ c d/ d rhyme scheme.
Cynthia Buhain Baello
August 7,2012
Philippines
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Misty Lives (Naani Form)
Songs are mere phantoms
Of truth that never was
Like fading mists they may become
Sad forgettable lives.
'Naani' is a poetry form of 20-25 syllables in four lines that may or may not rhyme.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Thunder breaks Silence
as rain blankets the green fields
Earth drinks the bounty
the Bamboo bends with the wind
...swaying, but it does not break.
tanka by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Sunflower Lessons (Naani)
Seeking sunlight...
Each day is joyful bliss,
Floral beauty in yellow delight
Lessons in Hope, are these.
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'Naani' is an Indian short form of poetry written by the Telugu Indians, and consists of four lines with a total of 20 to 25 syllables, any topic,
but united in content. It may or may not rhyme.
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Roots, Trees, and Fruits
A tree is known by its root
The source of its first life
A fruit is known by the tree
As a man is known through strife.
The root of a man is his family
The tree is the man that has grown-
The words that he writes in poetry
Show the rearing he has known.
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Copyright Cynthia Buhain -Baello
July 6,2009 Tarlac City Philippines
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'No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit.
Each tree is recognized by own fruit.'
Luke 6: 43
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Parenting (Naani Poetry Form)
Unskilled at first in a work
with great demands,
Moved to Love and Care
The children, the blessings of their life.
(Naani is an Indian Telugu poetry form on any topic, with 4 lines and 25 syllables)
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Diamonds on Paper (Septolet Poem)
Diamonds drilled
to perfection,
dazzle the eye.
Poetry wrought
in passion -
like diamonds,
...satisfy.
cynthiabuhainbaell o
11.29.12
*Septolet poem - poetry form of 7 lines
two stanzas (7 words each) , centered on
a main theme and creates a poetic picture.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Luc-Bat! you say
In Vietnamese Luc-Bat is a sonnet form
consisting of six and eight syllable lines
First line starts with six syllables, next eight
A 14 line rhyme pattern -
a.b.b.c./ c.d.d.e/ e.f.f.g/ g.a.
born/ fall/ all/ lush
bush/ earth/ birth/ man
Pan/ scheme/ dream/ jest
crest/ dawn
Try it in the loo!
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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The Living or the Dead
Living poets with wasted words
Succumb to a famined rhyme-
For lack of better choice accord
Poetry so laced with grime.
Dead poets wrote with mastery
And excellently lines conveyed
Thoughts abundantly in beauty
Wisdom dressed in lines arrayed.
What then do we now impart?
Our pen in utter destitution?
Better from this life depart
If one writes in vile corruption.
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'Every job is a self-portrait of the person who does it.'
(anonymous)
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April 14,2008
Philippines
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Your time is gold
And mine is diamond
So in Poetry's mold
I shall not abscond
Assure you that when
You read these lines
I write with my pen
Your hours are fine
Get a dash of wisdom
Be blessed with some rhyme
A better You will become
As I don't waste your time.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Pain (Cinquain)
Constant
Pouring rain breaks
A hard rock to pieces
Pain, like rain, when poured out daily
Breaks hearts.
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'Cinquain' consists of five lines in 2-4-6-8-2 syllables arrangement,
poetic in form (imagery, metaphor, etc.) , may not rhyme or have rhythm, but consistent in content, texture, and flow.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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A Poet Became His Own Poetry
A POET BECAME HIS OWN POETRY
A poet became his own poetry
And all he could be
Was lines and lines and lines
Inside and outside
Lines and more lines
Off- rhymes
Finding a phrase
A metaphor
Hearing listening
To sounds
His own mind made.
A poet became his own poetry
And went into the long sleep
Of being only what he wrote.
No one can know how
Reading these lines now
The poet and the poetry live
without themselves.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Tangent
We are indeed two parallel lines
That run in eternal agreement
Continuously our course defines
A harmonious stand of our sentiments.
This united length of partnership
Side by side in platonic direction
Perpetual lines of enviable friendship
Will never be found in an intersection.
Fate may be kind, our lives may cross
Destinies in a future engagement
But at the moment, we are at a loss
Our lives, our lines are just tangent.
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Divine Force (terza Rima Sonnet)
Prayer is the answer to a troubled heart,
Challenges meant to be overcome and solved,
Faith in God is the best way to make a start.
Splendour of sunshine around- a ball of gold!
Winds-cool or stormy reach their destination,
Warm sun and wind, engulfing all in their fold.
Water, the elixir makes no distinction,
Energy giver-Fire, also smothers,
Trees do not produce fruits in isolation.
Associations-complex and a bother.
Get caught in the labyrinth, never be freed,
Life’s lessons-through experience can gather.
Getting rid of contempt, prejudice and greed
Accepting Divine Will engenders a new breed.
(The Italian form Diaspora or Terza Rima is a of indefinite length, made up of numbers of three-line stanzas or tercets. The sonnet ends with a couplet linking back to the first stanza. The rhyme scheme is such that line 2 of each stanza rhymes with lines 1 and 3 of the following stanza, creating an interlocking pattern. In the final stanza, both lines rhyme with line 2 of the preceding tercet. The Terza Rima sonnet has the following rhyme scheme, .a.b.a...b.c.b...c.d.c...d.e.d...e.e.)
Hema Ravi,13.08.09
The tempest
I saw the Lord God fishing
while we were sailing
on a stormy sea
and gigantic waves were crashing
while He cast His lines in
landing here and there
and later landing almost everywhere.
The lines of God were blue-white
hitting the ocean and some the boat
and while the storm ripped, tossed us
to and fro
that ship almost came apart.
His lines thundered in sizzling the water
where they fell
running up through the pitch black clouds
and no gale force wind, no raging storm sea
could deny His will
while His lines
with thundering flame came in
and I looked up into that howling sky
with rain bashing against me,
wanting to see Him
and heard the sea scream
in its anger, saw the torrent wind
ripping the sails to shreds
and the storm died down instead
with a great rainbow
against the horizon up ahead
and His lines were all gone
and I didn’t see one more
and the boat set a new course
to reach the shore.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.
quote by Bruce Lee
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In Between The Lines
In between the lines
as we go about our lives
we often seem to think
no one loves no one cares
In between the lines
we drag our weary feet
and often think who cares
and shuffles mindless
to the beat
In between the lines
we search for gloom & doom
we come up with outrageous stories
that we plant between the lines
In between the lines
we throw caution to the wind
making out the lies
to be a bitter truth
so just bare in mind
what’s just been said
we always learn life’s mystery’s
in between the lines
poem by Kaila George
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