SUMMER’S EYE

Dignified,
It drifts beside me
Forty feet balcony high.
Whitened plume
Of dandelion fluff,
Erratic as geriatric shoppers;
Skittish as Christmas dreams.
Hesitant,
Impetuous .
Mingling with drifting
Microbes
Of fairy-flies and
Debris.
Motes
For Summer’s eye.

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