Revisionist Poetry – “Puff Brigade” – Ephemeral, v.4

Dandelion fluffs don tiny parachutes,
tipping their hats to passing mailmen of air.
They hold secret meetings above tire tracks,
and whisper folded maps to tomorrow’s gardens.

They squat in sidewalk freckles, pint-size anarchists,
pop golden heads like pocket-lanterns at dawn.
A child steals one, makes a wish—science applauds—
while a seed buys a cheerful one-way ticket.

Summer sneezes, a sudden squall—no matter,
the puff brigade files out in glittering rows.
Each fluff a postcard: hello from the crack,
we persist, we drift, we plant small rebellions.

So scoop one up, make mischief with it—
blow: dispatch a tiny revolution spinning.
Watch how the fragile throw confetti into the world.