poem: a paean for senescence

poem: a paean for senescence

our growing older
is not a linearity starting here, ending there,
not a timeline from beginning to end,
not a simple chronological
counting of the years

to be sure there
are circles, loops, and spirals,
bardos, gaps, and liminal spaces,
and ones functional/dysfunctional
life experiences

and of course
in our aging
one is vulnerable
to life’s foibles and frailties
which we must suffer

thus in our senescence
we prepare,
countering bitterness with beauty,
hopelessness with creative imagination,
infirmity with wholeness

embodying a faith that sustains us
for those unseen things yet to come
in our Cosmic journey home
in the truth of the Universal Oneing
of consciousness human and divine

being gentle with those things
unsettled in our heart and soul
knowing our cries, laments, and joys
are heard, and there is place of radical grace
and love that perennially longs for us

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 11, 2021

‘Spiral of Life’ art image by Susan Bruck

poem: your love across the universe

poem: your love across
the universe

a world full
of thrones and rocks
will reek its pain

and we imperfect beings
are perfectly susceptible
to its suffering

extant suffering
which must not be
ignored, denied, or fetishized

but to which we must
respond with the ability
to listen and learn its hard lessons

lessons of paradoxical tensions
capable of leading us to
healing, transformation, and growth

that the beauty of life
always returns to us
in its creative expression

recalling a poems words,
the autumns golden light,
your love across the universe

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
November 7, 2021

photos by author

Authors note: Autumn’s golden
light from my front door, poems
from my recently published book
of poetry, and my love of the
universe, my wife, Cathey.

quote: individuals with neurodivergence* belong and add value in a healthy society

quote: individuals with neurodivergence* belong and add value in a healthy society

neurodivergent conditions include autism, ADHD, ADD, Alzheimers, bi-polar, tourettes, hyperlexia, dyslexia, OCD and others that have a neuro-developmental basis

poem: 9/11: this day of national mourning and rebirth 

poem: 9/11: this day of national mourning and rebirth

silently witnessing this day of national mourning,

through tears remembering the tragic images burned into our minds,

grieving for all who perished, were wounded, and traumatized,

humbly opening to the way of love, healing, peaceableness, and community,

let us be bearers of comfort, healing, and reconciliation,

and harbingers of the eternal way of radical love and radical grace in the neighborly community truth and authentic belonging,

God of the Universe, by whatever name,  hear our cries and laments for hope, creative imagination, and a better world for all beings

Yes! Amen.

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 11, 2021

art by Abel Pann (1883-1963)
‘and they shall beat their swords into ploughshares’

 

 

poem: muddled

poem: muddled

deep introspection escapes me
these days as my attention strays
hither and yon

a red dawn morning heralding
the destruction of hurricanes
as high winds and heavy rains approach

headlines of violence and death
abroad as families and children
scramble for safety amid darkness

news of dear vaccinated friends
fighting Covid infections
in this morphing pandemic

and our beloveds’ challenges
of suffering and healing
in these epochal times

the thread whipping about
I am adrift, now grabbing,
now hanging on for dear life

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
September 1, 2021

photos by Herb Stone
‘Red Dawn’
‘Tropical Depression Ida Blows Through’

haiku: the instant grace enters the soul

haiku: the instant grace
enters the soul

her afternoon nap
hand opens, receiving grace
cradling it gently

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 15, 2021

video by author

Author’s note: wife napping
as she recovers nicely from
a stroke

poem: in the flow embracing the sweet spot in aging

poem: in the flow embracing
the sweet spot in aging 

in the reprieve
following the onslaught
of our mortality

detecting their is
a sweet spot in the tartness
of our aging

things s l o w  d   o   w   n
having more intimate time
for one another

our rambles shrink
to a home and a field
comfortable in its familiarity

there is a touch
of surrealism
expanding our consciousness

a touch of lament,
prophetic vision, and hope
in things to come

and a renewed creativity
witnessing the wisdom
one has hard earned

so now in this in-between place
coming into one’s Self fully
and walking one another Home

faith sustains us preparing
for unseen things to come
in our Cosmic Journey

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 7, 2021

photos by Herb Stone

Author’s note: I wrote this poem
just after my wife’s stroke from which
she is now recovering nicely despite
its challenges. Our 50th. year
anniversary approaching in November.

poem: and now it is in the hǣlan

poem: and now it is in the hǣlan

and so in our aging
suffering the upward fall again
in this cruciform world both broken and whole

holding the tensions deep in our souls
resolving them within
Reconciling, Transforming, Creating the new thing

being present with ‘what is’
seeing how it can bring us closer
to renewed wholeness: Mind, Body, Spirit

once again finding our Self
re-balancing the tensions of
Creation, Life, and Love

mindful of Relationships, Community, Cosmos
responsible for hǣlan one another
with compassionate intent (not duty)

now let the hǣlan begin
all in harmony Self, Neighbor, Creator
walking each other Home again

Herb Stone
here&now working poetry
August 4, 2021

art images: Shamanic Healing Hands Art
by Maria Sabina

Jesus healing Peter’s mother-in-law
Illumination in the Gospel
of the Abbess Hitda of Meschede

Author’s note: hǣlan is Old English for
healing. This poem is inspired upon my
wife experiencing a stroke from which she
is currently recovering nicely but not without its challenges.