Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

painting

  • arrived

    Attesting to what I cannot see knowing what I can truly be seeing inside with purity’s eyes refreshing splash of bluer skies avoiding moments surely contrived feeling I have nearly arrived. (c) 2017 rickjstassi Read more

  • a pilgrim’s rest

    I think about Autumn that haggard face at night the light that ushers in another time and softens all of my might. I wonder what life beyond brings adventure in ocherous hues resting soul shall embrace this time sky’s color shift from blues. The Lord’s present glory is nigh I pause for one last thought Read more

  • His hands

    Silent hands hold me In darkness, light obstructs fear I know divine joy. (c) 2017 Rick Stassi Read more

  • Upon Grassy Knoll

    Flailing arms In a panicked sea Determined currents Fashioned for me. Are there vessels That purposefully float On meaningful ways Ushered by words God wrote? Should I swim Against icy torrent Listlessly failing All motivation spent, Or calmly believe Life for eternity Is more than existing In trifled monotony. I weep for those In existential Read more

  • love, faith, trust

    I rarely feel, in uncertain times, I will see passage to more forgiving climes. Even knowing, in steadfast love, that passage begins with descending dove. Thus i forge ahead where sea weds air, and draw upon faith for countenance fair. But for closure to this daily plod it is trust that completes this path to Read more