Wallgnarps Perhaps, or maybe I should say most likely, you haven’t heard of Wallgnarps. Grandad came from London, England 60 years ago. He’s been telling his children and grandchildren all about Wallgnarps ever since. Well actually he’s been telling anyone who will listen, be it his children, grandchildren, or the unsuspecting young woman sitting next to him on the plane. …
Fall Foliage Somethings just don’t preserve well. I love fall. I love the colours. I love how the leaves fall from the trees, slowly gliding, twisting and turning and tumbling down to the ground or speeding past me with a gust of wind. I love the accumulation of leaves on the sidewalk or in the gutters so that as I …
Dishes Today my dishwasher became a dish dryeras my husband creatively used the rack to stackthe freshly washed dishes A huge reminder that we can’t affordrepairs or a new oneit doesn’t fit into our new ultraconserve on everything,skinny jeans tightbudget and he doesn’t like itI made him wash dishes by handthe first time in 10 yearsand I don’t have the …
Waterfall The water pivots one moment serene being pulled from the space above then pivots into freefalllike thousands of its friends all launching themselves from the safety of the plane to the freedom of the airas they skydive down to their next adventure tumbling as they land not on hard earthbut into the pool below tossed under the surface then …
Unhinged The rice began to squirm tiny almost imperceptible movements playing tricks on my fragile mind precariously perched on the edge of a terrestrial sidewalk Original poem by Laura Lane, First published in Versification Ezine 2021
