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, February 24, 2025

Share one out quick

days with a furrowing, aching brow -

the maw in our bucket, dear Liza.

How can this be?

What am I to do?


The slick and thorny, same, insane 

lot of humanity -

fisted against evolving - 

shoves again to the point.

Ready? Aim. Fire!


And… who am I?

Who do my children see that I am?

And my siblings… who are we?

Are we to do nothing?


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