Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

heaven

  • greater will

    I wonder in color, dream in vivid hue. count blessings on hands and feet, awaken amid waxing blue The days ever so bitter, the time ever so lost. all safely tucked away now, forgotten tattered and tossed. Optism is the brighter way, joy is better still. when hope and trust in greater things, are resting Read more

  • joy

    Winter stark, daily dark, happiness slips away. Born anew, brighter hue, joy is here to stay. Rick Read more

  • promise

    winter born on fragile brown wondering heartbeats make no sound save promise whispering in cold recline O hopeful promise soon be mine   Read more

  • bitterness

    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 Read more

  • Solace

    O, those ways of drawing curious and inquisitive thoughts from deep within my hopeful mind; I cower in the forward and steep in the grace of the backward. Where is now and how do I anchor this vessel on present moorings to really see life in three phases: with tomorrow hovering and yesterday’s covering and Read more