Private World

I will sweep my rooms, tend my cloistered garden, brew my tea . . . and one who mocked my dreams will never know the heart of me. © Margaret Longenecker Been Published in MORNING IN MY EYES . . . poems of the meadows, rivers, woodlands, and seasons of life, by Margaret Longenecker Been. [...]

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More Water

Deep Calleth Unto Deep  “Deep calleth unto deep at the noise of Thy waterspouts . . . .”  Psalm 42:7 Tragedy . . . buried life in stagnant pond, dammed by engineering feats, held in reservoir, agonizing to flow free in undiverted channel to the sea. © Margaret Longenecker Been 

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A Water Kick

If you follow my http://northernreflections.wordpress.com/  blog, you will see that I’m on a water kick.  In all seriousness, I know that “water on the brain” is a very crucial condition—but I think I have the mild form:  thinking about lakes, rivers, and oceans.  Even our little pond with a fountain in our community, even my [...]

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News!

The Evangelist  Quagmired in stagnant bogs, Eons old And motionless The cattails stand Where no wind blows When—meadow born— A redwing lights On solitary reed, Proclaiming joyously The news! “I HAVE BEEN FREEEEEEEEEED!”  © Margaret Longenecker Been

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Have a beautiful Christmas!

Star Shadows  Tiny child, lost in sleep—  inexorable sleep winged on Hebrew lullaby . . .  Did one small hand emerge in sleep  from swaddling cloth, a tiny starhand  turning under stable-filtered light  of greater star?  And did that greater star  spill shadows on a mother’s pondering?  As she grasped the starhand, did she see [...]

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Poetry of Joy!

The Evangelist Quagmired in stagnant bogs, Eons old and motionless The cattails stand where no wind blows When—meadow born—a redwing lights On solitary reed, Proclaiming joyously the news! “I HAVE BEEN FREEEEEEEEEED!” Margaret Longenecker Been, ©1996

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