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 
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.
“on a page of sand” – absolutely lovely!
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I expect you will be doing a little writing on your own page of sand, yes?
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I do enjoy reading your poems.
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Thanks! It was people’s response to the poems that triggered the idea of writing this last book on joy.
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