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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Saturday, January 26, 2013

Come to me like leaves in spring,
like coffee wafts underneath my bedroom door
and rain falls on my garden where I planted seeds.

Come to me inside my dreams, inside my realizations.
At the masked ball of Prairie Home Companion,
dance across the room and peer behind my mask.

Come to me with presents, words that make me laugh,
with moments of love, as close as two can be,
with opinions of your veins and bones, your thinking well

and green.  Come to me with your abundant actions.
I will give you paintings with lyrical colors,
canvas life, unable to stay in.

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