Helicopter

Whirling and twirling,

they flutter and fall,

a helicopter spin

down into

the perfect

crevice,

no more

wind to

whisk it away,

just a soft landing,

holding it –moist and dark–

to open and spread

tiny white sprouts

before the stem

pushes up,

reaching to the light

to spread

it’s first

maple

leaf.

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Sheri Edwards

NaNoWriMo 2018

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Photo and Poetry by Sheri

For #napowrimo  #npm18   #clmooc