Biography of Cynthia BuhainBaello
Writing poetry is passion, like breathing. If my writing touches but one life and gives it hope, then I have done my purpose in writing. I like poems that rhyme, have rhythm, and meaning, or poems that tell a story. At present, I am into the study of Asian forms of poetry such as the Naani (Indian Telugu form) and the Japanese poetry forms Haiku and Tanka. I like writing the Ninette, Pleiades, Octelle, Kyrielle, and Cinquian, Couplet, and the Septolet.
I've loved reading poetry since I was a child and some kids thought I was weird but I enjoyed it. I tried to write poems as early as age 8, some were published by the nuns in our school paper. One thing I found out, I was happy writing poetry - that's the most important thing, I think.
My favorite poets are Dorothy Parker, Ogden Nash, Walt Whitman, Christina Rossetti, Edgar Allan Poe, Rudyard Kipling, Roald Dahl, Langston Hughes and Lord Alfred Tennyson.
My poems have been featured in inspirational sites, 'A Breath of Inspiration' including works such as 'He is In My Boat' 'Emilie'(Jewel Chest awardee - www.faithwriters.com) , 'The Greatest Gift', 'Apolutrosis', 'Reislience' (published in The Anguilian) and 'Robert'. I write personalized poetry, memorial poems, wedding poems, and poems for baby's christening.
The poem 'Wolf', 'An Eerie Tale', 'A True Ghost Story', 'Death Comes to Any Age' 'The Pastor's Letter' 'For My Lost Brother' 'Sister Elly Ann' 'Merienda' are all true stories.
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Cynthia BuhainBaello's Works:
My poem 'Resilience' was published in 'The Anguillan' (on line) March,2011.
Other poems publsihed in an anthology 'Permanent Travelers' Vol. i- III www.amazon.com
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Cynthia BuhainBaello Poems
Clay Story (10 Syllables Per Line Poem)
Strange how Life can be more than a story Plots and characters bring a pleasant thrill With laughter and tears, some sad and funny Tragedies and heartaches may bring Pain's chill.
The Eyes Are Windows
The eyes are windows of the heart Wherein transparency will show A myriad feelings to impart From where in sadness, tears do flow.
Charm is deceptive and may not be sincere, And beauty of a face may not soon be here. As fleeting as Time, that faded Yesterday- Appearances do not last, it can wither Today.
The Hunter (Narrative Poetry)
His time and wealth all there For him, possessed just to enjoy But hunting was a pleasure where His shooting skills he could employ.
A Father's Tears (Free Verse)
Consummate pain Like a cruel wrench Gripped his heart And crushed, it bled
Rainbows Span endless sky Through distant lands and seas Colors connecting you and I
A Baby's Laughter
Each time I hear a baby's laughter I feel a tickle in my heart. I have to stop and listen better
Pointless War, Senseless Deaths
Twelve out of sixteen killed were defenseless Nine were children, three were women To kill them while sleeping, it makes no sense But this tragedy is a really bad omen.
Woman (International Woman's Day 2015)
Light of the home, Hope of a nation- Woman you become An inspiration.
The Lust For Power
The lust for power consumes men Blinds the mind and pollutes reason Diverts good purposes and then Corrupts the character's condition.
Sadness (Double Acrostic
S o heavy and dark are moods and feelings A ll seems lost, a vague hopeless dilemma, D own to the lowest pit of all human regard N owhere to turn to is the pained, bruised man.
Our Life is woven with Adversity And the race is really a marathon, Endurance requires persistence And only the tough keep running on.
Love And Seasons (Palindrome Poem)
Love blooms like flowers Seasons usher new and hopeful buds Though Winter's coldness numbs Love comes again with Spring's warmth.
Wonder (Double Acrostic)
W hat fascinating thoughts to knoW O ccupy its duckling mind sO
A Baby's Laughter
Each time I hear a baby's laughter
I feel a tickle in my heart.
I have to stop and listen better
Catching each note of musical art.
Such innocent laugh in joy released,
A soothing balm for a wearied soul.