Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

thoughts

  • tomorrow, not mine

    I had a vision about tomorrow, not mine. An unsettling, compelling, sorrowful sign. For following the sunshine of today, The skies and clouds turned murky gray. Was this a word from the Lord That my time here was a boat unmoored? And to golden paths i shall be drawn With sapphires and rubies to look… Read more

  • and i thought

    dreaming of so far away where upon tufts of moss I lie gazing up lost in hues of forever on new petals of Spring’s awakening emitting the joy of a peaceful bliss… and i thought i saw your face blush when i told you God loves you so much your bare feet and laughter with… Read more

  • reasoning

    Reasoning held afloat by caustic visions and venomous tongue within walls built to keep one’s rationale in and One truth out. Soon time will exact its due reward for being the guardian of hope as wistful eyes seek a pardon from sorrowful life sentence And heart and soul will reconcile at the meeting of sea… Read more

  • forlorn

    Your oversight of precious worth Sustaining life apart from mirth Blind to glances of loving care Leaving lost senses unaware Despair’s song the mourning dove sings You were meant to hear such things Shadows hide the sunlit glare In hidden darkness a lifeless lair But O, the mist of early rain A calming tear is… Read more

  • i dreamed

    i dreamed about vast grandeur, an eternal unfolding sky. endless, enveloping, seeming where old things go to die. i dreamed of far bright lights upon a darkened sullen gray following, following, now ever closer i choose to run away. I dreamed of green, lighted fields the ones inviting so severing, severing my earthly ties now… Read more