My Miracle Jar
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Mark Heathcote
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I shall put my small collection?
Of comets into a cookie jar
Pretend I have a connection
With the universe; near and far….
I shall whisper my problems,
Then ask that they'd all be fixed.
Before fastening starry almonds
With an airtight-lid affixed.
I shall imagine a universe
Is within my grasp granting wishes
I shall dial the stars - transverse
With dreams crosswise, inauspicious…
But when awoken! I shall know.
When all my hopes have eroded,
That something, even a small embryo
Of an idea has been embraced.
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