Poetry
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so far, my God , so far away, your closeness recedes from yesterday. but, alas, as much as I feel spurned, I am certain, now, my back is turned. (c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi Read more
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sleepiness comes to heavy eyes. graying horizon whispers retreat as glowing sun toils through lingering clouds. i welcome night to rest again and dream about rustling wind. (c) 2011-2019 rick j stassi Read more
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Shall times of peace be nevermore? Accordingly amidst a toil- My heart is hardly arable soil, Feebly tranquil in unloving lore. Spying under harboring stones, I seek a foreshadowing need- In a language I cannot read, Increasing my heart bemoans. Alas in grateful revelation, A sound clearer than once before – God beckoning through the Read more
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The narrow line between Earth and Sky the softness of your gaze. The hope instilled in gentle breeze reminding of your ways. I drift along the earth and sky in self-determined might Until such time I contemplate a worthless daily fight. In reflection I’m astonished by persistence toward my heart. In times that pass and Read more
