On my commute this morning I was listening to NPR, although I admit I wasn’t paying attention too much as I was mentally going through all the things I needed to get done in the morning, but while sort of listening to the story about Sen. Byrd what captured my attention was at the end of the piece they closed off with a reading of “Crossing the Bar” by Alfred Tennyson.
I hadn’t heard the poem before so immediately I put aside other thoughts and just focused on the words and meaning. When I parked and turned off the radio I just thought what a great way to start off the morning, with poetry. Too often mornings for me are about rushing around (I’m so not a morning person) but today my morning was more like my weekends, more about the moment and thinking of all the possibilities that exist.
I’ll share one poem I really enjoyed today. Hope it helps you start your day off right.
Color by Christina Rosetti
What is pink? a rose is pink
By a fountain’s brink.
What is red? a poppy’s red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? the sky is blue
Where the clouds float thro’.
What is white? a swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? the grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!