a prescient pollen
by jai carole
it’s
on
me
— all in my hair
time
under
the weeping willow
put it there
you brushed yours off so easily;
mine seemed to stick, a little
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I like this — it can be read just as it is, or there are so many metaphors that the pollen could represent, depending upon the reader’s mood.
DL, thank you so much. And yes, your point is so well taken as I almost overstepped a little by saying something like, “a dusting”-something-or-other. Simply, “it’s on me” took all the constraints off. I appreciate your feedback…
Great write!
Mr. Watson, thank you so very much…