Cynthia Buhain-baello Poems

An unfortunate thing
Happened to me in Sydney
While doing my shopping
Sans my jewelry
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'You should be a preacher
That is where you make good'
I heard that frequent answer
And I'm sadly misunderstood!
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A fool,

With ease to catch
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.
We have ran out of words
Surely ran out of time
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Wearing phylacteries
Embroidered philosophies
Celebrating rituals
Their words sacramental
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Oh what a lazy afternoon!
Nagging heat lulls me to sleepy dreams
And how the siesta hours swoon
To nap the drowsy head it seems.
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If life was a mega lotto
And we all had sure numbers
What a mess it will be so
When we are all the winners!
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He fell from the mango tree nearby
In the nest where three others lay
After the rain, their chirping cry
I heard in the morning at break of day.
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Definitive lines on his face
Convey the pathos of his life
One can see the painful trace
Of anguish cutting as a knife.
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