Category Archives: Peace

these times

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“Sail at moonrise” Rick Stassi 2022

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

dreams

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Berthe Morisot

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 self

without a sound.

without knowing,

the dull pain of sadness

swallows carefree levity and

forgotten memories.

Holding sway, is

the stagnate air

surrounding

lost dreams I never knew

I had.

(c) 2021 Rick Stassi

My Father’s Love

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Rembrandt

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

your season

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Renoir

The dried grasses of late summer

are bending and sprawling

from dew borne on

the cooler night of a changing season.

Slumber is rejuvenation and dreams

encapsulate fanciful recounts of

life thus far.

Embracing change is

shedding the old skin of the past with

renewal to behold new life.

Weather abides and

turns dismal with fog once again

hovering above the earth as the icy

hoarfrost blankets the ground

to ensure no coldness escapes.

It is natural and it is essential.

As the last rusty leaf from the sycamore falls,

I am reminded all things are as God intends.

Take a deep breath and be reborn into

the change in this, your season.

(C) 2020 Rick Stassi

Absolute’s End

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Parrish

Absolute
Black and White –
Resolute
Adamic domicile.
A black storm
Veiling blue sky.
Thin ray
Cast from persistent
Sun steadily
Erodes
Status quo and
Dubious good.
With sunlight
Upon crystalline
Droplets,
Rainbow backdrops
A dove fleeing
Noah’s flood with
Olive branch
Ushering in
An inclusive
Love and a
Greater good.

(c) 2020 Rick Stassi

tired heart

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Paul Cezanne
Long gone are those times
of somber sunsets
and restful nights.
How I wish the feeling
of breathing
the predawn air
would never end.
Gardenia scent so rich
in late night dew-
from outside
into my arable
formless soul,
awaiting
the hands of
God
to sow and nurture
a seed of love
in my tender
but tired heart.
(c) 2020 Rick Stassi

 

 

Love Serene

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A moment without God

The amber hue

of our inward vision

is mired in

doubt.

Flee

to greener leas

of godly peace

to wisdom in

waters deep

and love serene.

(c) 2020 Rick Stassi