Welcome to Four Lines! I have a goal I would like to write at least four lines of poetry or a haiku every day for the rest of my life. I'm excited about this challenge! Also, along with my daily poem, I will be reading at least four lines of another author's poetry. I'll try to include that here also. So I'm thinking - how difficult can it be to read and then write one poem a day? We will see! - Claudia

All poems on this blog, unless noted, are written by Claudia Callaghan.
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Monday, April 30, 2012

         Sonnet 20

Bliss is writing poetry,
like a runners high, a gift,
placing the last puzzle piece.
How we love what is unseen,
how we love what is seen,
is poetry still and in motion.
I peered from the forest around
Langton Lake for my dear egrets,
patiently searching for their
flash of whitest white.  Near
my walk's end, I spotted one
gliding above the trees, veering,
falling, and landing in shallow water
directly in front of me.  Poetry!

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