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  Jul 2023 Edmund black
Salmabanu Hatim
Treasured you in my heart,
Nor in my eyes,
But in my soul.
For a kind person with inner beauty,
And a pure soul like you,
Who pours sunshine of happiness on me,
Deserves to be my soulmate.
3/7/2023
Fate is a neon-lit pinball machine
And I am a little steel ball
Dodging the "tilt" sign as best I can
                                           ljm
How many of you remember pinball machines
How many of you don't know what they are
Even five minutes of  you,
Will always be a tired man's sweet dream

  Jul 2023 Edmund black
ryn
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I’ve grieved…
Not so much over what was lost.
More so the way
I tried to bury these memories.

Candles…
that for a time once,
stoked hale,
unflickering flames.

All tied to strings
that lead straight to my heart
and all partially buried…
In many a shallow grave.

•••

Perhaps because a deeper tomb
would mean a lesser purchase
and looser grip on these strings.

I never could let go…


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