http://slow.writerscafe.org/CBBaello The original writings of author cynthiabuhainbaello en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776069065 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Oh to have a child's wonder again!That gleeful innocence at discovery!A natural bond at communicationWith creatures of nature,  so easily.It's that special kind of pristine linkThat springs with joy for living things,A child always loves,  he does not thinkHe seems to find beauty in everyt.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1466079/ I'm thankful to God for the  years that passed,That I made it at sixty-four!Gold nuggets of lessons I have amassed,And I do hope that I get more!The valleys and mountains,  they were steep.In this journey,  I know I fell.The times were hard but my eyes I keepFixed on the end which I k.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1466076/ A madman took your precious lives,Cut off your meaningful existence.You were there so Evil would not thrive-Now you salute in God's presence.Farewell to you,  Earth's noble men,  You did your part for humanity.Your names will live,  honored in heavenGod comfort and heal your family.Th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1466065/ Every season's the time of yearFor people to have that inner cheer.Forgiving is a wonderful thingFor all of us,  it is a blessing.I know this joy within my heartWhich I must share,  write to impart-Because He came to set me free,The manger's message:  my Liberty!Now I can breathe and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1466047/ Just remembering the past makes me pause, And stop awhile to assure myself it's over.Fragments of the painful images still causeThe tears to fall,  but with freedom,  I feel better.Yes,  I found a new life,  strength,  and hope,  Thought rising from the mire was not eas.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1466033/ Carefree paper kites soar with childhood dreams,Still in my mind a distant merriment.Echoes of our laughter and glee it seems,Return with their lost mirth and enchantment.Kites flying so free with innocent whims,Against the wind they play in contentment.Tender images of our jovial days A time when o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1424140/ When I was young and in my primeI was just an ugly duckling.I'd stay at home and spend my timeWith poetry and my sewing.Hours were gold in this noble craftI found joy in creating something,No parties for me, I thrived enoughWith poetry and my sewing.No late night's drain, my health was goodI got bor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1424131/ The pathway to inner peace Is kindness, forgiveness, release- A heart's load unburdened In truth, it lives. All rights resevred~~~Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~~02.01.14 *Naani poem- is an Indian Telugu poem of 4 lines 25 syllables http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1308602/ Sunflower Lessons (Cinquain) Blooming Bright as sunshine These flowers wither soon Yet face each day vibrant with life, ...and hope. All rights reserve~~~ Cynthia Buhain-Baello~~02.01.14 Cinquain-5 lines with 2/4/6/8/2 syllable arrangement http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1308599/ Breathe life as beautiful in the storms Winds and rain may test your form,But keep your inner peace withinThough hard times try to hem you in.Only as much as you would allowCan make or break you so never bowThrough all the trials,  learn something thereIf you loved once,  you are well for.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1290985/ 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 of life on her handThey relate her toiling on this earth,Perhaps by them we can understandHer musings with age and her years' worth.There may be.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1290975/ 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 Failed as the times got rough,Her frail strength had a foundation For His Word alive was enough.I would see many tears fall downAs her stifled cry rose.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1290970/ 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 insideStifled grief that left him wornEyes in blank stare try to hideA father's sorrow yet unborn.The years have not been very kindEach day he yearned lost c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1177168/ "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 battlesLost a few but still  survivedBullets ran out in those hurdlesBy sheer grace I am alive!"The warrior stammered words Shaking hands exposed th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1177151/ 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 bottleLines woven from the pain,  the joy,  and the struggle.As it is read,  that unseen bond connectsBecause a poem can touch one more tha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1176751/ Justify my poetry?That would mean I need to findPalpable reasons in my mindFor evidence of BeautyIt would mean spelling forthImagination for its worthAnalyzing each MemoryIt's like trying to explainThe need for breathingOr why Life remainsOr why Love is so consumingPoetry stood through the agesLaste.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1176746/ AnalepticA leaf lay fallen on the groundBade farewell to its parent treeFor analeptic reasons foundIt feeds the soil submissivelyGiving itself for Life to renewEmbraced again its source of birthSilently drinking morning's dewA fallen leaf though dead, has worth.Copyright~~~All rights ReservedCynthia.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1176739/ Your heart throbs with angerStifled heat spill trenchant wordsThat burst forth striking embersMeant to burn,  can't be deferred.Your heart seethes with protestArrows stike hard with contentNo masks of impotent jest -Direct is your message,  pungent!Such intensity of this passionI pray the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1167995/ 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 a vessel of His wisdom and mercyMere dust of the earth He fills with graceMy brokenness flows from this poetryHe will use me until I see His Face!copy.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1167988/ 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 the beach I must go!To the beach,  to the beach!  Like a struggling crabMy mind so lost in these withering heights!Feet on white sand, c.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1167983/ Today, unwrapped before youI only have words to giveNot much gold in it, so trueBut Delight you will receive.An inner joy so preciousThese brief lines will untieInvisible ribbons bind usSome can't see with the eyeSo unwrap this day with meSurprises warm as the sunBreathe freedom in our poetryWe live.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1167977/ If my words could have touched youGiven comfort,  somehow blessedIf these brief lines did undoThe pain, replaced with happinessThen in some ways I have livedWith good reason,  for His purposeUsed this gift well and receivedDouble blessing,  I supposeAnd my time that's more than goldTh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1167972/ Perceiving the DivineWith a genie  view!Drawing opaque linesThat will misconstrue.Very corporealChildish naivete,Regrettably banalMentally midget.Perception's myopicSadly parallax,But the end is tragicMind games in the Box.Copyright~~~~Cynthia Buhain Baello~~~04.18.13 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1162235/ Form, you are the wine glass of wordsHolding verses with defined cords.Fluid thoughts flow like good wineSoothe senses other than mineWith a swirl you make it blendSips of contents there to sendForm,  you are the wine glass of wordsHolding verses with defined cords. Copyright ~~~cynthiabuhainb.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1162227/ My sister's words came like blunt thunder"You are just like Daddy!"Her hidden bitterness was laid there,Uncovered from childhood memory.All these years I thought it was overForgiveness assumed in a state of GraceYet shedding of the pain seemed much harder Anger set a mark that was easy to trace.In h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1162220/ He comes with grim finalityWith no qualms, takes the toll.All prayers shelved desolately,Cutting off Life is his call.He comes uninvited but on time,Never missed a job to do.Some may leave before their prime,But he doesn't explain to me or you.Even age to him is no barrier, He comes as swift as the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1162204/ Pristine perfect?  No life could be!Broken dreams and promises,  is the Reality.Our own Choices mark the journey we treadWe can make of our Past mere shredded thread,And woven perhaps with angered handsBitter knots and loops we misunderstand.Sometimes in the fray we look out for blameAnd R.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1162193/ As this verdant shadeOf leafy canopy spreadsWind and bird songs cheer.Copyright~~~Cynthia Buhain Baello04.18.13 (posted in facebook poetry groups.) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1160179/ Rosy pink as lovePerennial as hope in heartBlooms the geranium.Copyright~~~Cynthia Buhain Baello~~~04.18.13 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1160177/ All writers have their uniquenessNot one is an exact duplicate.However one would try to address Only a signature style liberates.No one can say one forces pretenseEveryone writes from where the heart flowsSurely the ink from there is immenseTaking the words where thoughts would go.We write with free.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1160170/ Forgiveness is the keyThat unlocks the doorShut closed by Anger,So that  Love's rays can come in...and heal.Copyright ~~~Cynthia Buhain Baello~~~~04.15.13*A "Naani"  poem has 4 lines with 25 syllables ,  on any topic.NAANI POEMSNaani is one of India’s' most popular Telugu po.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159834/ A toy car for his birthday -That fancy gift with battery, And at age four,  I must sayHe had his mother's curiosity.For a whole day it ran aroundAnd held his short-lived attention,He was intrigued by the motor sound,The tiny lights from that contraption.After the laundry had been doneI notice.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159829/ To see what matters most in LifeI weighed the things inside my heartWhat many treasures may impartImportance there,  to shed some light.I took out most trivialitiesGot rid of mundane, trifling mattersFound there the root of iniquitiesWas the "I, the me, and mine" affairs.By choice, purged out.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159825/ The Night expertly reveals SelfThoughts on a shelf.Uncovered light,Exposed in sight.However one would try to hideDark truth inside,It echoes strong-Done right or wrong.And like the Day that we must faceWe can't erase, To change we mustLearn from the Past.Copyright ~~`Cynthia Buhain Baello ~~~~ 0.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159823/ a facade of defense built slowly through the yearsborne from hurts and offensegrown from regrets and fearsunscaleable walls hidethe unreachable soul the untouched truth insidefails to make a man wholeuntil the time comes forthhe cries out from the painhis pregnant need is birthto thirst for Love.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159784/ A caterpillar has no beautyTo boast of or displayIt feeds on leaves continuouslyIn a pitiful and crawling way.As if ashamed of its appearanceAnd its lack of creature strength It thrives on sheer enduranceTill days of growth announce its length.It sleeps in solitude's cocoonWrapped in its content tra.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159777/ Words can get us killedIt's the perils of our passion,When some powers could have willedTo grant us our assassination.Yes, our poems can be deadly!May irk enthroned politics,Surprised they take us seriously-We rock some boats so to speak!But Poets' words can liveBeyond the grave, can't be buried -.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159775/ Awed (haiku)dancing waves kiss shoressongs of the gentle winds playlovely sea ballet.Copyright ~~~ cynthiabuhainbaello~~~ 04.15.13 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1159771/ Bamboo tree,  you are resilientWith the wind,  so truly patient.Bending back with every blowSwaying freely,  strength to showAlthough fierce may be the stormIt can never break your formBamboo tree,  you are resilientWith the wind so truly patient!cynthiabuhainbaello11.23.12 .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1074258/ Youcover me like Dawn's misty dewI'm refreshedby the sightof you.Note:The septolet has 14 words and has one main theme, it is composed of 2 stanzas with 7 words each.cynthiabuhainbaello11.23.12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073813/ Your past historyMay have chained your memoryShackled future hopesLeft you bitter MiseryStill enslaved by Self-pity."One who starts a journey will never get to where he is going if he keeps looking back."cynthiabuhainbaello11.23.12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073778/ RosesEnchanting sightCan mesmerize the eyesSoft satin petals hiding well.... the thorns.cynthiabuhainbaello11.23.12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073759/ I can sense the tinge of annoyanceYou have for the work of my pen, I regret to cause a disturbanceIn your spirit,  it's about God again.But Friend,  would it not be better-There's no time to be wasted today,If I had the cure for cancer,Would you like me to hide it away?It's for you I have .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073718/ In his quest for happiness and peaceMan searched for vague philosophiesMade theories, conjecturesYet doctrines all unsureWith the end of SelfHappiness spelledThree lettersOnly...GOD.........................................................................."For I am the LORD, your God,Who takes hold o.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073647/ Yes,  He will come again in gloryThe promise given by His Word, The King of kings in victory!Lamb of God and Lord of lords!With a shout the nations will seeThe Lion of Judah comes to reignAs all the wicked in fear will fleeJudgment  will weigh all men by then.Prepare the way, now  mak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073628/ Shall IIn this bright and sunny dayLet a tear flow from my eye?Shall I Let all these thoughts of grayRob simple joys with a silly lie?Shall I Persist to numb my heartWith past mistakes, release a sigh?Shall IRid of regrets,  from pain departAim for my goals, reach high?I will!  And after t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073610/ His graceUnchained the pastForgiveness flowing freeHis love and mercy's miracle....Is me.cynthiabuhainbaello11.20.12 http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1073202/ I have seen no greater loyaltyThan that from a canine friend.It loves its master perfectly,A love that lasts until the end.Silent and dumb though it may beAnd unable to audibly express,Its faithful affection is given freelyTo be with its master, its happiness! http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1060927/ We cannot know how precious Something is,  until we lose it.We do not realize the value of someoneUntil we find  they are gone.We cannot be grateful for all that's around usUntil we lose  the light of the sun.We fail to hear the songs of birdsOr the  beauty of a single tree,Ignor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1060924/ Praise, when times are good...Is Gratitude.Praise, when times are badAnd there are no answers,...Is Worship. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CBBaello/1060921/