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Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #19
Deep Truth A truth buried deep hidden beneath a cold lie protects fragile heart © ceenoa
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The Fuel of the World
I see them marching off to work, encouragement clutched in hand, their symbol of endurance grasped, like a runner with the Olympic torch. No dawdling gait, but at a brisk walk, drones scurrying off to drudgery, from plastic, cardboard, or thermos cup sip quickly now – no time for talk. A staple of the working…
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Sometimes …
Sometimes … despite your best intentions, you get overwhelmed. Sometimes … chocolate doesn’t help. Sometimes … people saying “Cheer Up” doesn’t actually cheer you up. Sometimes … you just have to look at beautiful in the hope you will feel anything at all. Sometimes … is today
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Too Much Electronica
too much electronica jangles my nerves like an out of tune harmonica in contest with a drum time swirling down the drain of broadband habit carrying drudge and strain to purgatory the rubber band of fun snapped back revealing relaxations sum as negative. © ceenoa
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Vesuvius
I am the skin that’s stretched unsightly the bond that binds too tightly I am the back that breaks under the straw believing I can carry more I am the wire that sings with tension full of false pretensions I am human I am flawed Why do I expect I should be more? © ceenoa
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Question 30: Bubbles of Nothing
Why is it that bubbles, which are a thin skin of water and detergent full of essentially nothing, give me such large amounts of pleasure?
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Language of Stones
In the tracery of lichen, in the cracks between the whole, the truth of you remembered, etched eternal in my soul. Long years have slowly weathered all the memories I knew, yet stone retains the language of love, of loss, of you.
Ceenoa
happiness in the small moments
Ceenoa 
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