Winter Rest

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Cezanne

a flight from sensibility
a rapid demise of reason
departure from my many ways
that leave me this stark this season

upon landscape in tarnished brown
settles winter’s quiet way
soon the nadir of sunlit journey
the peaceful shortest day

where do I in my mind go
a quest of contented bliss
greet in joy O wintertime
a time for somber remiss

days soon depart from winter’s hold
as springtime taps on door
and resting now in candle light
God’s love certain evermore.

(c) 2017 Rick Stassi

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bitterness

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Pablo Picasso

Lost often in days I’ve wrought,
trembling and bound in veiled knot.
The morning relieves a dreadful night,
as warming comes in hopeful light.

Should I in weakness stride anew?
Or pity failing in harboring dew.
This lack that wreaks on endless walk,
grasping for more than fruitless talk.

I dislike my downturn from certain way,
to languish as some restless prey.
The peace that comes on dove’s soft wing,
is the peace I seek in everything.

(c) rick stassi