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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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

               Sonnet 25

My face is wet with May's rain,
from your umbrella I stepped out,
in seconds you are close again
to "save me."  I have no doubt
you are a humorous gentlemen, 
chivalry not ended in such a friend.
Nudging me towards my vision,
you know I love and must attend,
is bringing me to a garden of trees
with beds of tulips teared in rain.
Traversing paths of green filagree,
in thunder turning towards the lane,
I hear a clear melodic refrain,
You can always return again.



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