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, September 18, 2012

The sun this morning, a headlight
in the side mirror of my car,
tailgated me and everyone -
down on earth, checking out it's planetary
domain, it's summer home of living things.
Like God.
The sun drove close enough to tap
the bumper, like God taps my shoulder
every morning -
sun, so warm, like God's embrace throughout the day -
sun, curious and loving, like God through Michael,
gazing at me from across the table, smiling.
I think the sun must be God's younger sibling,
not asking for us to bow down, only asking us
to love.

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