Five gems from Alaka

With the kind of fire
in the belly it's a surprise
that she usually allows
flowers to grow.

Micronic ash wields control
over the mighty Empire.

How concisely the human story fits -
an urn or a nice wooden box.

Mood is doom from a fresh perspective!

A baby has its colic, a journo has her scoop.

(I got these on SMS from Alaka at various times.)