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pre-dawn melody from atop a tree – announcing new things arriving that soon I shall see. the sun grabs the horizon with his hands an arising pull up to peek upon new lands and break a sleepy lull. the flow of a song intertwined with the stroke of a brush a new melodic picture to linger in… Read more
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“O hardened heart!” cries the stone, Alas, failing beauty, the flowers bemoan. Green to brown, grasses sad fanfare, Breeze entwined in thistle, cool respite rare. For man alone awaits those days – “The new times, better times”, he vacantly prays. Impatiently wringing, hands gnarly worn. Overtly succumbed, contrived and forlorn. New softening light eases the… Read more
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The sweetness of a moonlit night, The certainty of all things right. Bathing in a tender glow, A fallen leaf upon the snow. O how these times entice my mind, Surely tension bliss shall bind. And liberty’s law brings peacefulness, Glittering lights resolve duress. Snow settles to her motionless home, Allowing my thoughts to float and roam. O… Read more
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Embrace the sweetness of sorrow to show a tender side or regale an outburst of laughter pretentious cover, vulnerability deride. Embrace the moments of melancholy those times of in-between hidden, only shall churn within rather than certain demeanor seen. Embrace the secrets of sadness for depth is surely sought and brazen outward countenance vanity surely… Read more
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O flower I look upon your petals supple and lithe Layered neatly One upon the next Each withers Revealing yet another And these petals spent fall Floating to the ground Having served the world with Beauty-bright O flower savor this moment When your petals Still damp from Fresh Dewy morns Stand humbly upright for Foggy… Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 