Pollen
grains float on the air;
green and yellow clouds 
obscure and coat the landscape and
water
in a haze of vague imagery
that unsettles the eyes’ mastery
of light and shadows.
They blockade
the pond’s surface
          with strands of froth and sludge
                    that
slowly move to the water’s edge
                             on
wind drafts and water ripples.
Until there
is a thick outline
          around a description of the surrounding
trees
                    and
a deep sky above.  
Until the
pollen grains become embedded 
          in the muddy sediment
                   where water meets field,
                             and millennia from
now
                             core samples of
earth 
                                       will hold fossilized grains,
                                                 like
dinosaur bones,
to let others know
What ancient flora
                           lived here in my time.
cmheuer©05/2024  
 
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