There are two miracles in my house,
two miracles I'm loving to observe,
emerald cacoons - beautiful,
beautiful as the cosmos expanding -
from monarch caterpillars.
I wonder, as my son writes music,
rain and thunder rythmns,
simple pen on paper,
wood on a snare drum.
I wonder, as my mind fills with notes,
colors and speed of light vibrations,
what miracles are here,
in other houses of the world
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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