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Poem in Your Pocket Day

April 26, 2012 by brooke 1 Comment

Today was National Poem in Your Pocket Day. As a writer, I was naturally anxious to participate and found the whole event quite silly and fun. “I have a poem in my pocket!”

Anyway, I didn’t find out until first poem, but I was able to copy one of my favorite poems from a textbook, and for the rest of the day the poem resided in my pocket.

I’ve never heard of Poem in Your Pocket Day, but April is poetry month, and what an awesome day for someone who enjoys reading and writing poetry! Here is the poem that was in my pocket today:

Metaphor
by Eve Merriam

Morning is
a new sheet of paper
for you to write on.

Whatever you want to say,
all day,
until night
folds it up
and files it away.

The bright words and the dark words
are gone
until dawn
and a new day
to write on.

*What poem was in your pocket??*
🙂

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Comments

  1. Ms.Purplemushroom says

    May 8, 2012 at 5:13 am

    I’ve never actually heard of this. I’ll be sure to participate next time. this poem was really nice. Hey Brooke, in one of your videos, you mentioned a poetry book you got as a gift “she walks on beauty” or something. You should totally do a poetry video. Like top 10 poems.
    Here is my favorite poem. It’s be Robert Frost: Nothing gold can stay

    Nature’s first green is gold,
    Her hardest hue to hold.
    Her early leaf’s a flower;
    But only so an hour.
    Then leaf subsides to leaf.
    So Eden sank to grief,
    So dawn goes down to day.
    Nothing gold can stay.

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