Mary Cassatt “The Child’s Caress”
Autumn prepares slumber
For Summer’s final despair and
Quiet transition
From optimism to the
Reality of shorter days.
(c) 2011 – 2019 Rick Stassi
slumber
Prayer
Within the core of my humble heart,
Desiring to be set apart.
When pure white dove does alight,
Born of God’s one true light.
(c) 2011-2019 rick stassi
in God’s arms
Childe Hassam
the slowness of breath
in longest days,
protects and restores;
heart subtly seeks,
in beautiful ways.
alas dying leaf
signaling change,
reminds in colors;
texture of old,
my limited range
the sureness of light
in bathing love,
reassembles hope;
sepia dreams pass,
in arms from Above.
temporal defeat
Cezanne
forever in the lens of days
the amber veil soon decays.
we’ll see ourselves in living eyes
penetration of temporal disguise.
God knows our pure heartbeat
He imparts in us worldly defeat.
rick j stassi
(c) 2011-2019
so far away
(c) Loriann Signori
so far, my God , so far away,
your closeness recedes from yesterday.
but, alas, as much as I feel spurned,
I am certain, now, my back is turned.
(c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi
sincerity
Edgar Degas
Through a glass
darkly,
it seems –
I seek clarity
of those innermost
things.
If truth lies
awake
on the hem of
inner places
sincere,
waiting to divulge
and alight on my
outer being,
then I pray
for sincerity
for peace so
serene.
(c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi
rustling wind
Jasper Francis Cropsey
sleepiness comes
to heavy eyes.
graying horizon
whispers retreat
as glowing sun
toils through
lingering clouds.
i welcome night
to rest again
and dream about
rustling wind.
(c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi
