Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

thoughts

  • always here

    Maybe the soul is the intersection of the empirical universe and the whole of personality. For time is the vessel where the temporal nature of things bide and beyond, heaven beckons timeless. Gaze upon the stars see sad eyes wilting in their own light – or look to the hopeless and find a difference. Bind… Read more

  • He is there

    when the lights go out shall I fear darkness? do I see childhood and all of its dreams with fences to climb and creeks to cross – a robin to spy upon in its time singing unaware? when the lights go out I shall see warmth with firefly-lit segments of all moments that are good… Read more

  • how beautiful

    how beautiful is this day with fragrant fields harboring dew captured on tiny leaves replenishing and nourishing how sweet the melody rising and discordant sounds failing to resonant streams knit note by note falling upon my wanting ears awaken with beautiful smile as sadness is forgotten and hope transitions from things wrought yesterday to trust… Read more

  • temporal lost

    flowers languish with the setting sun it is time to seek true strength from which victory comes and is counted each moment in small battles on seeming infinite fields prodding at my weakness. now is when discontent and the hopeful yearning for joy meet eye-to-eye – confidence and trust dancing with unpleasant weariness. in the… Read more

  • a new worship

    storms ebb in pale gray dawn as first light stirs and eyes are rubbed in confusion – for a bit – as thoughts catch up to this moment. what we believe we cannot endure, soon is another victory claimed with the confidence bred in the aftermath. however, listen now and hear: true victory is realized… Read more