my life
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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
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welcome now my lighted way setting mind at ease today never seen angst’s corrosive leap within the tight embrace of shepherd’s keep how i wish for times like these laid end-to-end o’er wider leas forming a lifetime of joyful mirth with faithful steps from sweet rebirth Read more
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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
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I don’t recall the morning. when optimism cast a new light over old trapped memories dragged day to day. a beast of burden – sturdy legs to carry a prisoner’s bundle, but too weary to carry peace. shall i seek an open door to enlightened mirth? frivilous hopeful meander to where prudent path veers to… Read more
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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
Rick Stassi Poetry 