Joy is being in every moment,
none excluded, I know.
From Dana, I growl, emit nonlanguage
sounds. It is a way of helping the universe
Skeptics, you baboons!
It is stepforward into silliness.
"Grrrrr.." I say when she glares, a volcano
ready to spray lava into the room,
because she'll remember her comedian self.
Suddenly she smiles leaning forward,
an eruption thwarted, and I hear her rumble,
a low human "grrrr..."
All is right in 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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