Talking to mom about
the moon... far, so far,
where I will never live,
and home.
We talked today about
chi, energy, auras,
not thinking -
dogs and cats -
Soni's two cats -
harvesting dill -
grass in the pool -
Sisi, the Empress of Austria
and Queen of Hungary -
a baby raccoon investigating the patio -
Waterton Lakes where she studied
wild flowers -
my step dad's spirit -
her being alone,
alone in this house they designed
with beauty, memorabilia,
excursions around the world -
and, of course, about me loving a man,
possibly
loving
an
intriguing man -
so much to talk about!
We could talk all summer,
winter, spring and not stop.
So.. three weeks won't be enough.
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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