WOMAN

She wanted to be a blade

of grass amid the fields

But he wouldn't agree

to be the Dandelion

She wanted to be a robin singing

through the leaves

but he refused to be

her tree

She spun herself into a web

and looking for a place to rest

turned to him

but he stood straight

declining to be her cornor

She tried to be a book

But he wouldn't read

She turned herself into a blub

but he wouldn't let her grow

She decided to become

a Woman

and though he still refused

to be a man

She decided it was all

right

Poetry by Nikki Giovanni

Photos by me

Spider

My Spider and excerpts from

"The Spider and the Fly" by Mary Howitt written in 1829"Will you walk into my parlor?" said the Spider to the Fly..

"Oh no, no" said the little Fly "to ask me is in vain. For who goes up your winding stair can never come down again!"...

"Sweet Creature!" said the Spider "you're witty and you're wise, How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!"....

How very soon this silly little Fly , Hearing his wily, flattering words, came slowly flitting by; With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew,

Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue- Thinking only of her crested head-poor foolish thing! At Last, up jumped the cunning Spider and fiercely held her fast.

And now dear little children, who may this story read, To idle, silly, flattering words I pray you never give heed;

Unto an Evil counselor, close heart and ear and eye,

And take a lesson from this tale, of the Spider and the Fly.

So what does all this talk of spiders and flies have to do with you? Be warned, my sweet bloggers, and know that spiders are not the only hunters and bugs are not the only victims. Take what transpired to the fly to heart, or you might well find yourself trapped in some schemer's web!

Tell me what do you think of my Spider?