Brunch

Mummy, May I
eat this ginormous pie
When I got here,
it fell from the sky
Birds and animals
want this flower feast
We are very hungry
there is nothing else to eat

Birth

Conception
ingrained
in nature’s soil
creation pains
mother’s toils
A child will be born
universe smiles

Birth

Conception
ingrained
in nature’s soil
creation pains
mother’s toils
A child will be born
universe smiles

Story

Million hairs untangled
Golden, black and brown
Faces without emotions
Ecstatic, sad, with frowns
mademoiselle to madame
Child becoming dame
World keeping changing
I remain the same