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.
© 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016 Claudia Callaghan
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Monday, August 6, 2012

Words are lost in a
  world too big for
small things...

  small things like molding
sand castles with moats,
questing for cowrie,
  pen, and jingle shells,
laughing at wet sand
 between toes...

  small things like cooking
with sesame and poppy seeds,
  drawing orange spring poppies, 
singing a loved one awake in the morning,
  kissing someone on the nose.

A little blue box holds
  pearl earings and all
elements of the sea,
  or a dark chocolate truffle
and all elements of earth,
  or a haiku, with all
elements of condensation
  found.
  .

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