Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

hopeless

  • He is near

    Calm me, comfort this frail heart at odds with that which would sooner steal joy and watch eager eyes fail, only to winnow places above the horizon for certain clues of the mystery who is God and is always near. (c) 2017 rick stassi Read more

  • after death

    There is mercy on the wings of a dove. Alight! O Love, with peace to spare darkened, cold, wintry plight. How do eyes sunken in despair see outward to jeweled sunrise and know the hope of a new day? There is joy inside, steeping – ready to infuse all cells with new life. Just one Read more

  • serenity

    i tend to think about some things that lend to sprout of temporal wings i float aloft in empty skies dreaming of escape from miry lies. there is death among such losses led by which way the angry wind tosses this spiral into endless chasm heart hardened in infinite sarcasm shall i break from where Read more

  • reborn

    I cannot remember yesterday nor fathom cold breath tomorrow, as happiness cedes in hopeless ways soon illuminating all my sorrow. i wish i could gaze into your eyes while walking in overgrown wood then maybe as one we’d fantasize and see less fortunate ones for good. days fall forward in cascading rills burdened heart empty Read more

  • this pilgrim

    Radiant day warms my skin, patience returns from where it’s been. if i see through childlike eyes, comfort awaits in sunlight’s rise. i know there will be better days when old paths have gone away. and if my sight should turn awry, abiding trust shall be heart’s tie. should I show disdain for hopeful sky Read more