Poetry
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Who do you weep for, willow? you, certain, stalwart of goodness- roots seeking solid footing, leaves seeking light ever faithful… Ne’er do you hasten to where you know not to go. You shout to the heavens from your core of ringed reminders of years past. Shed are the layers of yore for the treasures of 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
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my bare feet stung as i walked across the grass blanketed with hoarfrost to the warm light a short distance away from an inviting cottage an embracing glow upon a flame streaming through the window that beckoned me to walk a prickly path numb into the heart of God where I was welcomed with response Read more
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And always I shall listen for You, in the still of night and morning’s dew O joy that rises with the sun, it is to Your arms I now will run. for trust and hope clasping hands are the calming breeze – that faith commands. my angst-ridden soul begs begone O fear, knowing Love eternally Read more
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in my continued progress, time is relentless. opting temporarily cessation, to extend roots and grow a bit. i’ll be like a flower with petals lithe, color-bright, for another small season. but O my soul soon writhing – the struggle and bleating of this one lost, wandering… Would green grass illude? How fast the slope entraps. Spellbound in Read more
Rick Stassi Poetry 