cynthiabuhainbaello : Writing

The Photograph

The Photograph

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


The old woman's photograph speaksA thousand words in eloquence,Read her eyes, they may look weakBut the stories they tell are immense.Trace the lines ..
Mom Left the Key

Mom Left the Key

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


The one thing I rememberSort of engraved in memory,Is that inspiring view of my motherReading the Word diligently.When all the trappings of religion F..
Lines On The Old Man's Face

Lines On The Old Man's Face

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


Definitive lines on his faceConvey the pathos of his lifeOne can see the painful traceOf anguish cutting as a knife.His hidden tears locked up insideS..
The Warrior

The Warrior

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


"You have so many scarsAnd you walk with a distinct limpHave you just come home from war?"Asked the fellow with a wink."Yes I've been through many bat..
What Is The Point In Poetry?

What Is The Point In Poetry?

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


Art in words that paints images in the mindSoothes the source and those that it may find.An honest work of heart, its ink flows from Life's bottleLine..
Why?

Why?

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


Justify my poetry?That would mean I need to findPalpable reasons in my mindFor evidence of BeautyIt would mean spelling forthImagination for its worth..
Analeptic

Analeptic

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


AnalepticA leaf lay fallen on the groundBade farewell to its parent treeFor analeptic reasons foundIt feeds the soil submissivelyGiving itself for Lif..
Do You Think They Hear It?

Do You Think They Hear It?

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


Your heart throbs with angerStifled heat spill trenchant wordsThat burst forth striking embersMeant to burn, can't be deferred.Your heart seethes with..
All From Him

All From Him

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


I see His plan that is unfoldingA purpose to heal and somehow touchIt's a gift from Him that keeps on comingSometimes the words overwhelm so much!I'm ..
To The Beach I Must Go

To The Beach I Must Go

A Poem by cynthiabuhainbaello


I am dry as a leaf in this scorching heatWhere the wind must have forgotten to blowPerspire like a sponge all down to my feetMy body so thirsty, to th..