Saturday, July 16, 2011

Contented Realism nestles beside Sci-fi. Romance in a Bowl.

The coconut doesnt care. It's not branching out, surviving on who knows what, or reaching for a different level of being.
I can't begin to guess who'll rot or go sour first. Hard skinned nut who's happy to simply exist, or exploring sweetie who tries for infinity and beyond.

3 comments:

Barbara Elsborg said...

Yes, you are officially weird.
I like coconuts!!!

Fred said...

I'll second the inoperably weird diagnosis. Freud would say the coconut is symbolic of the womb and the sweet potato is a phalic symbol, concluding that Arlene has been screwing around with sci-fi novel covers when she secretly yearns to get back to writing erotica. And I love coconuts, too. Can't say the same for sweet potatoes.

Melinda said...

Such an unlikely couple, the coconut an sweet potato. But cute.