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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Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
The front garden's like sugar frosted flakes in the morning
and like my favorite coral, sweater in the silk afternoon.
By evening, it's beautiful brown like comfortable leather shoes.
In the cold, cloud night this cinereal garden is creating.
Saturday, October 29, 2011
If I sit under a tree in autumn,
watch the first leaf fall
stay until the last falling leaf
will I have changed?
Friday, October 28, 2011
Eyes sting, skin's hot, breath's jagged.
I head backwards, look down, forget about sky,
my children, rose bouquets, musicals, lilac trees,
summer tomatoes. I don't hear you encouraging.
I wish for gentleness.
My words in my hands.
My words in my face.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Two energetic hands cupped as if to play the piano
waiting excitedly for inspiration... not impatient.
It is the mind that looks at the clock and remembers
the horizontal plane, darkness, and a 6am alarm.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Supposed tos, shoulds, laundry, dishes, four lines,
less than whispers as I want to just sit and read through
the Gardener's Supply Company catalogue while
listening to my son and daughter's priceless conversation.
