Short Cynosure Poems

Hot sun emerge
Body shape urge
Cynosure eyes purge....

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~   love without demand

               the same each day, despite ALL ...

                              it means everything   ~...

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Lagniappe was received
As proof of incipient
Love that conflates with 
The azure offing as the
Cynosure of sea romance











3-13-2016...

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Lovely dense poem
In the paths of life and death
Ocean in movement
A coveted companion
In a starlight or neon
__________________________
June 21, 2016...

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MAGPIE

comes and goes with lo,
cynosure is its attire,
round it are its pals.

winged with its feathers,
chirping along with its pals,
for prey is magpie....

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special smile or spoor
nor a shiny silver spoon
ordinary man
friends and loves now surround him
so resplendent in the shroud

Written 06/22/2016...

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Beta splendens poses,
in vibrant aquacolour 
gills flared, fins spread
in full display 
to the mirror image 
on the other side
of the bowl that 
is its world....

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Stars,
sky lights,
mark the way
like the dog's tail
of the Lesser Bear;
cynosure's flag,
the North Star, 
sea dogs'
eyes.


a ninette, written June 21, 2016...

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Amber eyes bewitched 
Young gentleman in the street
Deciding to ask
The lady if she accepts 
To speak in the coffee shop











Example for Cynosure Poetry Contest
6-20-2016...

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Canvas represents
Features traced with a painter 
In the white beach shore 
About his secret admired
Immortalized with great fame












Example for Cynosure Contest
6-26-2016...

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prairie glazed by moon

lanterns hanging on twigs’ palms

robin serenades

trailing down the river deep---

Luna's gleam, an eve's limelight



Cynosure Contest: Nayda Ivette Negron
28 June 2016...

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You remember
I know you do;
all the shades of gold
captured in our hands--

that day when everything fit
the world perfect on its axis;
we stopped or so it seemed
its spin, sun, moon, and stars--
when brilliance stood still, waiting
for us to seal love's demand.


Not For Contest...

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Love me, 
want me, 
read my songs.
If not for words, 
I don't belong.
Ive opened up, 
stretched my soul flat, 
poem whores are sure of that.
Give me, 
need me, 
wanting more, 
searching out for whats in store.
Innocent with guilt, 
for lore, 
judgment on the poem whores... 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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She glows in the night;
everyone looks at her with awe.
She sleeps in the day,
and wakes up in the night.
Many poets and writers are inspired
by her mysterious nature.
She doesn't need to advertise or announce
to anyone to be seen;
she just appears right outside your window
or above your head during Halloween.......

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vivid contrast of blue and white
now damaged the dress
complex and enigmatic
infanta facing cynosure
prospective grid with a
single vanishing point
barock red bucano
on the golden plate
is she watching or being watched
the parents in the mirror or a re-
flection of the creation bust 
the rear bordering on illusion...

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Could I really be your one and only true love, 
Your most important person around?
Never needing anyone else in your life, 
Obsessing as though you’re spell bound.
Spell bound with my wit and my beauty, 
Utilizing my pure perfection.
Run away with me, now, forever more, 
Embodiment of my mirrored reflection.



Acrostic rhyme for the Cynosure contest....

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One click, 
two clicks, 
three clicks dead.
One shot one kill, 
take out the head.
Dig a hole to have a bed, 
cry myself to sleep.
Hell don't want a man like me, 
Heaven cant take me this I see.
I'm doomed forever to this earth, 
a spirit kicking up the dirt.
Life's not yet begin to hurt, 
the killing has just started. 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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She swallows pride, 
she swallows guilt, 
she swallows everything Ive spilt.
She wipes away the remnants of, 
what is left from both our love.
She swallows all that is not seen, 
she swallows every broken dream, 
she swallows when she wants to scream, 
this by itself is magic.
She swallows if just for my likes, 
she swallows and its tragic. 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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:Cynosure: 
—(I'm-So' Not-Sure-!WHAT/?-this-wordMeans")—

Cy=I
No=know
Sure=Sure

I know sure.
Sure know I. 
Sure I know. 

I know cynosure.

Sure I know.? 

Cy No! 

You do? 

No Cy don't! 

I am not sure what this word means...

Cy-No-Sure

I bet you are.

 :Cynosure: 
—(I'm-So' Not-Sure-!WHAT/?-this-wordMeans")—
 

(7-01-16)...

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there was the cynosure on your sky
you, the convergent point of poetry
I forgot to learn your all inner eye
and failed there to make Buddha tree

here, now, I’m to the hackneyed dark
a bearded holocaust bawl, 
I’m to me- a fresh skeleton, 
A barren bone of ravished love, 
grey yard of withered diction, 
the hemlock in dull speech, 
caged phantom of prose


-March 06, 2019 Chattogram...

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What a way to appear with flora
Oozing with divine aura
My Goddess steals the show true
Being a cynosure with hue
Green leaves and red flower
Emits thy natural power
Reminds me thy ideal teaching
Science in a manner amazing
Ever shining is thy portrait
Like a Moon after sunset
May you have life of pleasure
Full of multiple leisure
May thy every moment be golden
And place you live Goshen..!!...

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They say the world is getting warmer, 
but were just stewing in our hate.
Seems pleasure cant come quick enough, 
enjoyments always late.
No one seems to sit for long, 
to restless just to wait.
The differences between all men, 
are really not that great.
We better learn to love, 
and now, 
before it is to late.
As busy as we seem to be, 
seems love just has to wait. 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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He lay there on his bed of death, 
and wishing through his last of breath.
Just one more chance LORD, 
let me get.
I'll do it right, 
you wont regret.
But life is all, 
if full of chance.
And once its gone, 
you cant go back.
So make your plans, 
and do it wisely.
The dreams you conquer, 
must be timely.
As I watched him die, 
he did remind me.
He was all but twenty... 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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Come close my love, 
to touch your face, 
wipe dry your tears for more.
For my flesh burns, 
for soft of yours, 
from tenderness to sore.
Togetherness and tightly wound, 
feelings like no other.
Not ashamed, 
but jealously, 
covered from the others.
We are all we'll ever need, 
intoxicatingly we smother.
Come close my love, 
to touch your face, 
in the silence of a lover. 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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Come close my love, 
to touch your face, 
wipe dry your tears for more.
For my flesh burns, 
for soft of yours, 
from tenderness to sore.
Togetherness and tightly wound, 
feelings like no other.
Not ashamed, 
but jealously, 
covered from the others.
We are all we'll ever need, 
intoxicatingly we smother.
Come close my love, 
to touch your face, 
in the silence of a lover. 
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )...

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