Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

God loves

  • beautiful day

    Beautiful day, hold me tight. Show me birds in high blue flight. Show me bare branches once clothed in green. Show me fields of waves serene. Help me look beyond things i can touch. To see God’s eyes, I love so much. Rick Read more

  • dreaming

    morning’s abrupt start somber moments in pale hue dreams brisk departure.   (c) Rick Stassi 2018 Read more

  • Moon

    O shimmering moon – setting on sorrow. Watcher of the night, sleepy eyes hopeful for optimistic awakening. Dreamers lament, old thoughts drift, impending rebirth. Even daylight awaits your departure. Your countenance unfailing, you hear the whispers of the darkened sky. Read more

  • temporal winds

    Temporal winds blown leave me tarnished and scratched in brambled insults to character once clearly defined – but alas now swaying in crippling breeze. Where is hope in such places? How easily I forget that Jacob’s ladder from heaven to earth is gilded in truth and love and extended to my heart for my eyes… Read more

  • sanctuary

    My feet gone ragged from toiled path. My self-determination to find peace always clouds a simple wisdom. A quiet moment with eternal gaze. Sanctuary is where I meet God. Read more