Puddle ~ 1952, M.C. Escher
pollen fills the air
fluorescence covers every surface
creeps into every crevice
tidal waves of pollen
in vivid technicolor
a Disney Imagineer's dream
rain changes things
shallow pools of yellow
resemble giant spills of liquid butter
sneezes and wheezes abate
until every surface dries ~ once again
pollen fills the air

Oh and how it does fill the air when it's ready.
ReplyDelete'Fluorescence covers every surface' - love it.
Thanks Bee! Must confess to writing this last week ... when I saw Tess' prompt, I knew I would 'publish' it again! (when cars drive through pollen puddles, when folks walk through them ... this is how it looks)
DeleteI like that rain changes everything, cleanses and renews ~
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly how the puddles here look!
ReplyDelete"Rain changes things
Forming shallow pools of yellow
Resembling giant spills of liquid butter"
I love this line...
oh ho achoo! we had enormous amounts of pine pollen not too long ago!
ReplyDeleteClever poem Helen!
I'm glad to say this doesn't happen where I live - must be nostril nightmare!
ReplyDeleteOh, I so get this. I have some seasonal allergies but, don't know what they are, cut grass is one, but sometimes I've had a nose like a dripping tap for a few days. Yuck.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed this take on the prompt. Made me smile (which is better than a sneeze) LOL
I need to take my allergy pill before I reply to this golden gem! I love the sensual script and flow you have designed. Thank you for sharing, Helen. =D
ReplyDeletehave you posted this before? i remember something similar...it is that time of year, i dont have it bad but my son does for sure...
ReplyDeleteI presented Tess with my 'mea culpa' ... couldn't resist re-posting as the Mag image today matched a poem I posted on the Jam last week! It's reassuring you remembered it!
DeletePollen- I can see and feel it tickling my nose. Excellent interpretation, Helen.
ReplyDeleteIt makes me sneeze :) lovely write. Happy Father's Day to those in your life.
ReplyDeleteSome days I would just like to leave my head at home, along with its sneezy nose and itchy watery eyes.
ReplyDeletePerfectly pollen!
ReplyDeleteOh I hear ya...sniff...
ReplyDeleteA Disney Imagineer! That is my dream job description! luvely!
ReplyDeleteAhh-chooo! indeedy do-dah, you hit it on the head!
ReplyDeletePollen, as liquid butter, brilliant.
ReplyDeleteSome really nice lines in this one. And, 'Disney Imagineer' would be a dream job.
ReplyDeleteAn important thought, well expressed.
ReplyDeleteI love this! Fortunately not a sufferer of pollen....and I also love your 'A Disney Imagineer Dream'. What images that conjures up!
ReplyDeleteTo all who are sneezing...Bless You!! Wonderful! Can I sign up for the Disney job?
ReplyDeleteI'm feelin' it.
ReplyDeleteI get that yellow pollen all around the edges of my pool!
=)
Dearest Helen,
ReplyDeleteThanks for your visit and comment! Yes, sneeze I do a lot as well but we've had quite some rain last week. Might not be enough yet.
Both of us have the same PR 3. This is a fun way to check how we are doing.
Love to you,
Mariette
It's not the same for everyone even in the same family. My son is allergic to such vagaries of weather change. But my daughter is happily safe at any day. Nice write, Helen!
ReplyDeleteHank
Awe. Nature shouldn't be this way for so many! Nice write.
ReplyDeleteGold dust is what we call it here in the grey cottage on the hill and for about two weeks it coats everything and we keep the windows closed, even on the nicest days. A rainy day is a Godsend, as it takes it out of the air and down into the soil ... your poem brings nice imagery to a pesky time of year! Good writing!
ReplyDeletePainted a wonderful mental image... But then again I'm not sensitive to pollen, so I don't see the image through teary eyes with a stuffed up nose. *smile* Beautiful, Helen!
ReplyDeleteI also remember reading this before...glad you could not resist re posting this... definitely worth a second read.
ReplyDeleteI find this describes the picture perfectly. Painting with words, cool!
ReplyDeletei go with Grace's comment... love it!
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z
I lived on benedryl when I was a child.....kaaa chooo....i can relate and love your words Helen! :-)
ReplyDeleteI like that you thought of pine pollen. I'd never seen it until I moved to the Houston area.
ReplyDeleteRain changes everything. Yes, indeed. But the pollen returns...such is the cyclical nature of reality. Well done, Helen. Thank you.
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