Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

idle thoughts

  • these times

    These times shall occur, Oft wanted so, A loving touch A celestial glow. Eyes that look Deep into despair, To carry the burden, My heart cannot bear. Rick Stassi (c) 2011-2022 Read more

  • Perfect Love

    Do I really float upon whimsical seas? Rudderless, hopeless, in random breeze. Or does hope arrive on descended dove. To lead, to nurture, with perfect love. (C) 2021 Rick Stassi Read more

  • dreams

    peering deep inside my soul, fearless abyss awaits my curious and peering eyes. wandering in the solitude of darkness, a black hole absorbs light and childhood frivolity holding onto the last glimpse of innocence. Why can I not see in to what secretly peers out of the void? I lost so many parts of my Read more

  • Pensive

    Springing, seeping, waters flow. Lithely, floating, Autumn glow. Waxing, moaning, harvest sky. Closing eyes, sorrowful cry. (c) 2021 Rick Stassi Read more

  • My Father’s Love

    Clinging on to wings of grief. Fading, falling, Autumn Leaf. If I should bear a trifle more, I fear I’d burst to crystalline hoar. Longing outward to guardian gaze, on deeper waters soon to laze to know then as already known, in my Father’s love I’m never alone. (c) 2021 Rick Stassi Read more