Creation: poem

By: Joanie Harrison


If you concentrate
Toss the thought around,
It should land
In a pile of possibilities
Begging you to
Sift and sort
Mold and meld
Making vessels from a
Muddle of ideas
To carry your conception
To fill fruitions’ basket.
So get digging and planting
Raking out and composting in,
Till and turn,
Weed and water ,
Nurture the tender cotyledon of your desire
And the once barren spot in your soul
Will fill with the bounty of your dreams.

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