poem: the importance of wildflowers

poem: the importance of wildflowers

the wildflowers this Spring,
with the frequent rain,
are bountiful in the
low, marshy bottom land
near the creek offering showy
super cluster

their colorful and vibrant tableau
attracting the pollinators,
supporting complex ecosystems
in our great nest of being
all interconnected

their simple beauty appealing
to our human eye and soul,
perhaps one may be forgiven
a small fresh sprig pinched
for their beloveds cap, their face
all aglow

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 3, 2021

photos by Herb Stone

photos by Herb Stone

poem: the Wren Songs and the Wiggle Bottoms

poem: the Wren Songs and the Wiggle Bottoms

my dependable companions
appear each morning this Spring
outside the patio doors
where I write upon arising early

the mother wren and her companion,
aka the Wren Songs,
her song of three to four notes
filling the air

the rabbit couple,
aka the Wiggle Bottoms,
darting and rollicking on the lawn
before the ‘lil woods

mom Wren Song begins her busy day
of feeding her nestlings
atop the hook pole, insect in beak,
with a swoop to the nest inside the old grill

the Wiggle Bottoms appear to burrow
in the hedgerow at the property line,
they gyrate, kicking and jumping,
then suddenly flop down nibbling the clover

these my trusty companions
close by each day
their company delightful
singing, feeding, darting, nibbling

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 29, 2021

photos by Herb Stone

Announcement: My new book of poetry is available on Amazon

Sooner than expected, my new book is ready to view and order on Amazon.

I hope you will view the book at http://www.amazon.com by searching on the book’s title, and if it’s poetry and theme resonates with you, you will consider purchasing it.

One more request is that after reading, if you would please leave a review of the book on Amazon, it would be a great help to me. More reviews help increase sales on Amazon.

Thank you friends for all your support, and I hope you will enjoy the book written from my heart as an offering of radical grace and love for the healing of the world and all beings as True selves belonging together in authentic community💓🙏🏽

poem: honeysuckle summers

poem: honeysuckle summers

honeysuckle cascading
in waves,
down the slopes,
on a hot, sunny day

its sweet scent
wafting on the breeze
across the valley
far below

each bloom
a drop of nectar
drawing out the stamen
sweet on the tongue

suckling ‘til sate
spent white blooms
covering the earth
at your feet

now off again
the wild bunch play
running wild
through the woods

until parents
call us in with
the setting sun
dusty and tired

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 20, 2021

photos by Herb Stone

poem: Spring’s greening

poem: Spring’s greening

Spring’s greening peaks now
outside my rainy window pane
verily verdant vistas appear

Spring’s greening energy:
sunlight, water, air
chemically photosynthesizing

Spring’s greening leaves,
sap running and sugar fueling
powering the trees of Green Earth Home

Spring’s greening of these
oldest living organisms
bonding us together on our Way

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 9, 2021

photo by Herb Stone

Reflection: early morning ramble of an ole man

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!

Yes, I am feeling very creative and productive these days, and I feel I need to better channel this energy and become more focused. At 73, I am working as much as I ever have in my life with what matters most to my heart, soul, and spirit.

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: among the cattails

poem: among the cattails

cattails standing like sentinels
in the boggy wetland marsh

this beautiful early Spring day
the sun warms the Earth

 its’ soft fluffy down
lofting skyward, seed dispersing

riding the cool breeze
swirling about our heads

like a Mesozoic dream
these ancient plants adapt and survive

the humble cattail
providing habitat and food

sustaining the Earth
we admire their gossamer display

 lingering  awhile
among the cattails

 Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 7, 2021
 
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