There's a job I want
on my street,
on my non profit beat,
in the hearted movement of my being.
In my walk, my talk,
in my candle burning,
with Pointe shoes,
varied hues,
piano playing blues.
I'm going to be auditioning.
I need this job!
Oh God, I need this job!
Please pray for me.
Bless me from near
to across the universe,
that I get this artist's job
on my street,
on my non-profit beat,
in the hearted movement of my being.
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, 2017, 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024 Claudia Callaghan
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