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poem: ‘who thought that little creek could get so angry”

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poem: ‘who thought that little

creek could get so angry”

the storm on the horizon
approaching fast across the valley
rain in my face before I can shut the door

the loud thunder storm distracts
me repeatedly from my writing
flash! bang! boom! thunder pealing

as the dark of night descends
rolling thunder, lightening, hail, rain
jarring me out of bed

watching the crackling angry skies
the deluge persisting unabated
finally drifting to sleep to the drumming

awakening later surprised by the calm
seeing the cherry blossoms holding tight
surviving the night, awaiting morning light

hearing reports of the flooded lowlands
homes destroyed, cars swept off roads, the dead
“who thought that little creek could get so angry”

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
March 29, 2021

photos and videos by Herb Stone

Author’s note: The title of the poem is from a comment
made by a survivor of the flood in Nashville which
received 8 inches of rain in a 24 hour period.
Four people have been confirmed dead, and there is
concern others may be found later especially among
the homeless. Some waterways have still not subsided.
The power of the water and its’ destruction confounds
the human mind. Prayers for all impacted by the storms
and the dead and their families. Living in the Southern
Hills the author and his family are grateful to be marked
safe from the storms.

 

 

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poem: lucid dreams conversation

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poem: lucid dreams conversation

do you know where this is?
our home in Nashville.
I thought it was the farm.

come on, I say,
let’s get the day started
let’s see what we can do

whatever it is
it won’t be much
just a little bit

there will be time for naps
and dreams spanning a lifetime
on this voyage of transfiguration

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
March 25, 2021

photo by Herb Stone
‘Sweet Dreams’

Author’s note: The daily conversations
of a care giver for their Beloved sharing
eternal Life and Love.

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Reflection: The inside out and upside down ministry of Jesus, the Universal Cosmic Christ (by whatever name) and my prayer to be with those on the margins as God calls me

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Reflection: The inside out and upside down ministry of Jesus, the Universal Cosmic Christ (by whatever name) and my prayer to be with those on the margins as God calls me

( I originally wrote the reflection below several years ago as I underwent a particularly challenging realization with the institutional church of which I was a congregant eventually resulting in my departing the church for what for me is a much more meaningful spiritual life centered in celebrating the gifts of all spiritual traditions and being grounded in the evolution of True Self (discipleship) and belonging together in authentic communities (the kingdom or kin-dom). My relationship with the Divine Cosmic Will (God by whatever name) has never been stronger.)

My increasing awareness, especially now in my life, is that Jesus is always with the outsider and outcast who suffers and hurts for the world and shares the pain of others.

Jesus leaves the institutional worship place, sometimes in anger, as we see in the Temple story of the ‘den of robbers,’ to be with those who are on the outside and who just can’t cut it in those places anymore. I think of this as the spirituality of imperfection. Certainly we all are united in our imperfections.

In Jesus going out to these outsiders, he, of course, takes leave of those who are arrogant and prideful and all knowing and thusly, the insiders of the worship place’s, with their dominant cultural traditions and hierarchical hegemony. These insiders are, of course, generally those leaders in power and control, officially or otherwise.

Other good and innocent souls linger there as well perhaps holding onto the law and its rules of right and wrong not having yet experienced the truth, beauty, and goodness of our shared suffering and wounds and imperfections.

God send me into the messiness of this world with the imperfect souls such as myself so that we might commune together in the dark shadows and light spirits as your Beloved children through grace, love, mercy, justice, peace, and hope!

Amen and Amen
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poem: unseen geese

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poem: unseen geese

hearing the honking geese
flying high overhead
following the wooded ridgeline

unable to catch a glimpse
my soul rejoices
standing on the front stoop

across the painted morning sky
clouds sunlit
my heart flies

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
March 22, 2021

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