poem: writing is a lifeline

poem: writing is a lifeline

arising, my core flame
burning low, a small ember
weakened and weighed down

sitting quietly,
with little spark to spare,
rallying a bit in the silent stillness

working on my poetry
like the breath returning
stoking my inner flame

prana’s flow
chakra’s balancing
life force energizing

my writing seeks meaning
and purpose deeply
connecting me to my inner core

and a lifeline of belonging
united in community with Beloveds,
I write as my life depends on it

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 15, 2021

image Chakra Energy Centers
unattributed

Author’s note: The Svadhisthana Chakra, our
second chakra at the bodys sacrum, is represented
by the color orange and the element water, and it
is our energy center of creativity and self-expression.
Balancing this chakra, through breathing, pranayama,
visualization, and other techniques increases our
appreciation and creation of poetry, art, literature,
dance, theatre, music, and other forms of self-expression.
It is a conduit of inner vision and outer manifestation
of the good, the true, and the beautiful. Chanting
the sacral chakra’s mantra ‘Vam’ properly helps
balance this chakra. The mantra is chanted as a vibrational
tone and not spoken as a word. Check a source such
as YouTube to learn how to intone the mantra properly
for optimal effect.

poem: radiant Nature, Humanity, Earth, and Heaven coalescing

poem: radiant Nature, Humanity,
Earth, and Heaven coalescing

now in the Vernal Equinox
of the Northern Hemisphere
in North America
of the southern United States
outside Nashville, Tennessee
in the Southern Hills

the Earth’s vestments of verdant green
the ‘lil woods thick in foliage
deep in dark shadows
abundant wildflowers grace the fields
rabbits stark still buck and run
birds so abundant buzzing your head

the hermit of Bird Heaven
goes out walking the grounds
marveling calmly this obstreperous display
the Earth’s flora and fauna
throbbing, radiating energy, life, and growth
here radiantly all things coalescing

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 10, 2021

images: Pachamama, ‘Medicine Birds’
by Li Lian Kolster and Greenman, ‘Tree of Life’
by Brigid Ashwood

quote: the epigram from my new book of poetry, The Poetry of Resistance and Transformative Healing

poem: from human suffering comes collaborative strength and solidarity

poem: from human suffering comes
collaborative strength and solidarity

allowing pain to strengthen and heal you
is to share the connection and strength
of solidarity with other human suffering

by singing together from our woundedness
meaning is given to our and others stories
by becoming a corroborative voice lifting all up

beloved fellow voices in the mercy choir
let us join together singing
our prophetic laments and soothing psalms

remembering the most precious gift we can give
another is our presence and attention here and now
belonging together in in authentic healing communities

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 5, 2021

images: Savasana Chakra Garden by Kimberly Russick,
photo of Savasana Class unattributed

Authors note: Savasana is a healing Hatha Yoga posture of
deep relaxation between sleep and wakefulness. It is also
called the corpse pose. By entering this deep meditative
state of nidra consciousness we can reach higher stages
of well being that relieve stress and result in wholeness
and healing. Savasana is usually taught and practiced
as the last posture in yoga classes and with the guidance
of the instructor can be transformative.

haiku: cosmic experience

haiku: cosmic experience

in times of union
bridging all separation
self melts into light

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
May 2, 2021

photo by Herb Stone
‘Sun Breaking through on the Beach’

poem: the hermit of bird heaven thinks of Siddhartha Gautama

 

poem: the hermit of bird heaven
thinks of Siddhartha Gautamawhen the hermit
of bird heaven
leaves his modest abode
on the high hill

he thinks of
Siddhartha Gautama
leaving his father’s palace
for the first time

witnessing the human
suffering and injustice
just outside the king’s
huge estate gate

Prince Siddhartha upon seeing
an old person, an ill person,
a corpse, and an ascetic,
is shocked by the suffering

as is the hermit upon seeing
the homeless couple
seated in folding lawn chairs
at the interstate off ramp

it is obviously their home
in the bare dirt on the road side
littered with plastic for protection
and their few belongings

Siddhartha never returns home,
continuing on the archetypal
journey we must all take someday,
he becomes a spiritual devote, then teacher

we, propelled by our own human curiosity,
wanting to know the full story and full truth,
for ourSelf, must also leave the privilege
and comfort of our protective ego and home

thus journeying into the shadows
in a pathless land finding our own way,
solitary pilgrims doing the hard work
finding our story and truth for ourSelves

awakening

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
April 24, 2021

image ‘Buddha Under the Bodhi Tree’
from Self Help Robot

Author’s note: Siddhartha Gautmama
is the name of the human who became the
Buddha. In Sanskrit, the name means
“one who has found the meaning of existence.”