Treasure Island

Cynthia BuhainBaello

(November 17,1949 / Manila, Philippines)

I Drown In Words


I drown in words
Because I cannot swim
In very long poems.

I'm lost in a maze
When the meanings
Hide in vagaries.

I can't see in dark
Uncertainties
Of narratives with no end.

But like a cat
Too dumb to run away
I think with Poetry
I will stay.

Submitted: Friday, March 02, 2012

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  • David Lessard (3/4/2012 10:33:00 AM)

    yes. stay with poetry. btw, thanks for comments on my two latest yarns.nice write cynthia (Report) Reply

  • Valerie Dohren (3/2/2012 11:39:00 AM)

    I don`t like long ones either - perhaps you may like to read mine entitled.....On Poetry, in similar vein. (Report) Reply

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