March 2015
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The stillness of deep black space void of sound save my own heartbeat. Such a dark and vacuous ocean waiting for one piercing ray of light permeating from some distant star long dead. Patient for my choreographed dream sequence where soul separates from temporal vessel and seeks eternity while waiting for time to cease at… Read more
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upon a well-trodden path i stroll pick a pebble from nearby knoll i place it in my pocket deep as a memory is a treasur’d keep each new day my pocket bears more all tiny stones from times before but many more shall come my way each moment lit in Spirit’s ray one pocket full,… Read more
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leaves unfurling in new life born upon generations fed by roots which in great wisdom have seen many come and go but it all hardly matters as it is forward for a soft leaf in a new time ingrained with promise steeped in legacy all with new purpose for a season that springs upon the… Read more
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dark wind above obscuring light with frenetic pace laden with futile might coursing seen as purposed and wise means chasing ends in limitless tries as death deceives on a blustery trail those yearning for hope only to fail catch my hand you in scurrying fright let’s sit upon tufts of reason’s delight hold my hand… Read more
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Beautiful is this path unfolding Before each step with Purposeful glances Left and right, hope and trust. Would poppies draw close my thoughts? Or soft green grass beneath my feet With souls upon cloudy landing Each step imprints a day… Or a moment And I see a fair Beauty in your soft eyes Gently caressing… Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 