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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Sunday, June 17, 2012


Odes and modes and swimming
  underwater in poetry, where I am at home; 
your sister's growing a mermaid tail.
  You'll have to visit me in salt water where I
clean up litter and debris along with playing with 
  dolphins, whales, while avoiding sharks.
One day I'll not need to avoid them.
  I'm discovering a fluid, beautiful world.
Knowing you, you won't need a snorkel to dive in. 
  However, if you hold any preconceived notions,
leave them on shore. They have no place in this ocean.

  I read to Orion, Sarie and Zoli, they say... I love you, Mom.
I love you Mom, forever, forever,  --
  even though you're growing a mermaid's tail.
And you...my brother of miraculous wit, a father beyond compare,
  a husband of devotion, a chief of gourmet dishes and wishes, 
a no nonsense teacher with charisma and zaniness...
Your students, sponges from the ocean, need a teacher like you.  
  Just as I need a brother like you too.

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