A LAUGH that wavers like a sob- uh oh!
All pause – which way will it go?
Ah, with the BLINK of an eye,
Emotional scales tip into BLISS
As a BLIMP floats by
Relief as little toddler hands clap in joy

Georg’ann

Sitting at the dam end of the lake, high above the field, I watched a small woman stoop to PLUCK a violet along the sunny SLOPE. Out of nowhere a BLIMP shaped dog waddled into her, sending her rolling down the grassy hill sideways. I expected some unpleasant utterances but instead out poured peels of laughter as she was thrust back into a quintessential childhood delight. In my own body I also felt the dizzying sensation of careening downhill. A broad smile crossed my face as I laid down and set myself in motion.

Heather