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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Thursday, December 25, 2014

Here I am thinking about him
in the middle of the night again,
about our passing ships.

Here I am stuck on ice,
waiting for spring,
the ice breaker to arrive.

There he sails, a pirate
with part of my treasure,
east into the sunrise,
receding in my binoculars.



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