I may just post some of my writing until I can get the picture thing figured out. I thought the problem was that Blogger and Safari don't speak, so I tried Firefox, which Blogger said would work. It doesn't. I feel like I'm all dressed up with no where to go.

The Snake Tree

A snake tree has
sprung up in my orchard,
it stands right beside the pear.
And when I go walking
there I cannot help but stare
at the brilliant bedazzling reptiles
hanging from each bough.
I cannot help but marvel
and wish and wonder how
I might pluck this tempting writhing fruit
even though I have been warned,
that should I pluck
and should I eat, I’ll first intuit
then be scorned.
So I feint disgust and horror
and deny temptations there,
but I linger in the orchard
right beside the pear.
Until one dark and moonless night
a fallen apple whispers,
“Go on, take a bite.”

lm/2007