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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Tuesday, August 28, 2012

This starry, still moving pond shines
  in my eyes everywhere I look -
 Dimpled drops of dew light leaves
  and flowers.  Autumn edges
              everywhere -
 this palate changing daily a little more.
   Nothing is small or large - equality is
The wrinkled tree creeks, melancholy
  and lovely like the hermit thrush echoing
around me. I find this melodic master
  perched on the tree's high branch.           
is home.  I love this feeling.  Like
  a haiku moment capable of being

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