Apology From Eve

Finally, An Apology From Eve to Adam

I have eaten

every last one of the

Lemon cookies that I made, especially for you.

I left them out on the table in the garden

to take them to you at your office so that

we could enjoy them after lunch and got distracted

while watching a king snake move through the rock

garden, so purposefully,  so slowly.

Forgive me.

They were delicious

So sweet and tart

To make up for it I shall wear

only a fig leaf all day

while I am gardening.

Egypt Rang

Who rang the gong, silently. 
So that The Sandman of Dreams could not sleep?

Photos of people of North Africa 1943 
surfaced from my dusty boxes.

Foreign faces grateful for freedom posted, 
echoed around the net. 
Ghost stones of liberty skip across the sands, 
ping the Pyramids.

Later, three million people 
fill the streets of Cairo.

The Goddess sounds the gong, silently, 
wakes the restless heart of Egypt.

History made, not repeated. Premonition or cause?

The Sandman smiling, silently, sleeps, dreams 
even deeper.