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Blind Ezra sat in his garden as the moonglight
ravished his cat Rumi's fur. Memorys were like
candle dust in a matchbox as Ezra reminisced,
icy glints were like eyes that helped view 
visions of the past. Rumi blended with the moonlight
leaving enquiring green eyes reflected at the moon.

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Hi Barry,  This was feel good poem.  I like its length, it says what it wants to say efficiently and filled with unique imagery.   I'm still trying wrap my mind around candle dust.  It is a beautiful pairing of words.  I enjoyed reading this.


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The poem has lovely qualities despite my being annoyed that Ezra is blind. I demand that he's not! And I agree with Tinker's remark about the "candle dust" expression. It's unique. Still, my favorite take has to be "Rumi blended with the moonlight."


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