Friday, October 12, 2012

October 11, 2012 Thursday First Line by Robert Lee Brewer

Spinning to the End 

The world, a helicopter seed spinning,
out of control, but in somewhat of a pattern,
a bit graceful, but definitely landing.
Round and round we go, not knowing
when and where it will stop but we know
it will stop. Will we be ready or crushed
underfoot like a dry helicopter seed?

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