I stumbled on a bumblebee

his furry coat not pollen free

one flower not enough

full gentleness, not rough


no haste,  still working hard

the queen she must be fed

the  old tart egged

dictating out of bed


of flowers to be sought

of nectar to collect

of nature to fullfill

work class pays the bill


I stumbled on a bumblebee

and he was just like thee

the working kind

till death will blind

the thrive of being free






This house feels like my home

although it’s not my own

it is the place to be

a miracle for me


This house feels like a gift

built many years ago

when life  was slow, not swift

when people knew to know


This house feels like the sun

that’s spreads his warmth upon

my bones, my mind, my soul

makes me alive and whole


This house feels like the earth

it grows into the ground

a womb who gave new birth

a new life to be found






Loved for Life


When she was born, it was all changed

My life was no more mine

out utery nothing estranged

we only did combine


she smelled like honey in the wind

her skin so soft and bright

unwalking feet,  eyes still so blind

no worry and no fright


conversing without speaking words

singing of lullabies

a song of harmony accords

no discontent, no cries


Every beginning can be pure

close to before the start

the echo of the cosmic state

it tells us nothing about fate


A lot can happen in two lives

when you are tied and clinged

in love of mother and the child

our destiny is mild





Me hip, me hip, the old one cried

it causes so much pain

I can not move, I can not walk

but I do not complain


me hip, me hip

me pain, me pain


I curse old age

I am in rage

for living on and on

it’s 4 to twelve and I’m still here

impossible to bear


Me Hip, me hip

me pain, me pain

but I do not complain


So sick, the being of old age

dissolving bit by bit

I don’t want help

cause I’m still strong

and they’ll do so much wrong


me hip, me hip

me pain, me pain

but I do not complain


Adjust yourself, all to my way

control is at my side

I do not care what you will say

You’ll make my day,  my day


Me hip, me hip

it’s too much pain

but I do not complain


So I will rule

untill last breath

no one is stopping me


I will stay home

untill I die

you will grow old

you’re freedom sold

for me it’s all to be


Me hip, me hip

Me claim, me claim