haiku: transported being
concerns melt away
stepping into empyrean
leaving it at that
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 28, 2021
photos by Herb Stone
“Elysian Fields”





haiku: transported being
concerns melt away
stepping into empyrean
leaving it at that
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 28, 2021
photos by Herb Stone
“Elysian Fields”





poem: awakening, transforming,
transcendent, immanent, oneing

Reflection: early morning ramble of an ole man
Up early as always, writing and working on numerous new projects, I feel the need to move and clear my head which has become cluttered of late.
So out the door for a ramble around the house and property. Today I notice our first iris have bloomed, and the garden needs an overdue weeding like my mind!
I just need to re-center back within my Self and follow the natural rhythm of life’s paradoxical tensions. Stop grasping and holding on too long, instead flowing from our center, engaging and withdrawing, remembering it is about the journey and not the destination.


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.


haiku: the rhythm of the body
our internal clock
craves light at dawn and sunset
recalibrating
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
February 23, 2021
video by Herb Stone
“ Dawn’s Light and Bird Song”
(reader’s note: Thanks to my wise
Facebook friend, Marva Lee Weigelt,
for her recent post about our bodies
need for natural light at dawn and
sunset to help our circadian
rhythms regulate our alertness and
relaxation and our overall health
functioning. And so this morning, I
stand outside for a few minutes of
mindfulness as the birds sing. It is
a natural high!)

