When Morning Comes

Today is a day for pocketeers. Sponsored by poets.org, National Poem in Your Pocket Day is a day to put a poem in your pocket and share its words–and joy–with others.  According to the Academy of American Poets, millions of American will be doing so. Using this blog as my pocket, here’s one I thought I’d share with you.

WHEN MORNING COMES   great blue 011d

When morning comes

and chases the shadows

of the night’s owls

into the piney grove,

and the tiny fist

of a hummingbird

holds its flight

above the just waking

glory of the morning,

I know then I will find

the great and patient blue,

waiting out the still

shallows of the bay,

and the retreating

tide will draw the day’s

tour of pipers,

stamping their mark

on a page of sand.

Photo and poem, When Morning Comes, by Mary O’Connor, from Dreams of a Wingless Child, © 2007.

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