orange flame morning sky
shuffling through wildflower fields
harvest has begun
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 23, 2022
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autumns riot
of color, activity, and light
is a boon for our dulled senses
plants abloom, leaves turn,
bees gather, spiders weave,
golden light and shadows dance
let us find a field
entering as we are able
and marvel its rustic splendor
in awhile
dormancy, darkness, and decay
will send us sheltering inside reflecting
so all hail autumn
in your zenith here and now
harvesting what we may
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 22, 2022 (Autumn Equinox)
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tanka: autumn mundane and sublime
morning cool and crisp
throw a blanket on the bed
earth’s in its orbit
sun low on the horizon
light and shadow at my door
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the wind a cool breeze
sun dappled leaves flickering
Spirit carry me
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 2, 2022
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Thanks to Ana Lisa de Jong, dear poet friend,
whose recent poem ‘Topiary’ gave me a
much needed creative spark.
hint of autumn sky
sunrise casting clouds of pink
waning crescent moon
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 20, 2022
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haiku: Earth’s invitation
the morning so soft
and gentle in its greeting
held deep in embrace
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 17, 2022
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‘Just Outside My Door’
poem: a harsh season
admiring their beauty
during a brief respite from
the season’s searing heat
she nearby with a wry smile,
resting on her cane, eyes closed,
lost in a reverie
the past 12 months
of our life’s second half
its own harsh season
mindful that earthly forms
wither and fade
yet souls hold their beauty
grateful for the radical
acceptance and love
of mutual belonging
aware that our most
high Spirit resurrects
in Cosmic harmony of All
yes, in the late summer
of our harsh year, seeing
the Beauty now and to come
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 6, 2022
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Author’s note: The past twelve
months have seen a string of acute
illnesses, chronic health concerns,
and injuries for my beloved. We
weather the harsh season together,
and discover the Beauty that survives
and endures now and to come.
a tapestry of green
with mixed colors dance
before our eyes absorbing us
into the bright sunlight
outside our door
a cool breeze wraps
our neck with the shade
of the large trees
swaying to and fro
engulfing us
for the first time
in too many days
light lunch al fresco
and a short walk to the
koi meditation pool
gently setting us on the
healing path from our
collective dis-ease and
its isolating malaise to
our shared holistic Earth Home
Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
July 11, 2022
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Author’s note: upon my beloved
and I slowly recovering from
being infected with COVID.
poem: somewhere between solitude and loneliness
being here now in solitary existence
somewhere between solitude and loneliness
reflecting on recent events and experiences:
aging, disease, injury, separation, siloing,
the world and its totalizing systems
struggling, striving, sitting with challenges,
reconciling the grace of our being,
the preciousness of our life together,
and the amazing beauty of our Earth Home
with tender heart and teary eyes
busy, tired, and weary at times,
continuing at my task knowing
that we can bear it together
through connecting, belonging, and sharing,
grateful for authentic relationships and community
sitting quietly, listening,studying, reflecting, creating,
and connecting continue in this busy season of the suffering
arriving as an unexpected guest at my door,
each invited in and treated with truth and respect
