Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

thoughts

  • infinity mine

    I have thought beyond daily toil and seen hope rendered useless with simple conjecture. My self is vanity and a soul satisfied in ego is sorrowful emptiness. Alas help me grasp the planar vision of Jesus with all of life contained within four sides – each line seeking the infinite dutifully in each direction. I… Read more

  • Upon Grassy Knoll

    Flailing arms In a panicked sea Determined currents Fashioned for me. Are there vessels That purposefully float On meaningful ways Ushered by words God wrote? Should I swim Against icy torrent Listlessly failing All motivation spent, Or calmly believe Life for eternity Is more than existing In trifled monotony. I weep for those In existential… Read more

  • binding sorrow

    Do I trust God less in my shadowed day with sight evading ever lighted way I know of good things hoped for tomorrow are here too today binding my sorrow. (c) 2017 rickJstassi Read more

  • He is near

    Calm me, comfort this frail heart at odds with that which would sooner steal joy and watch eager eyes fail, only to winnow places above the horizon for certain clues of the mystery who is God and is always near. (c) 2017 rick stassi Read more

  • after death

    There is mercy on the wings of a dove. Alight! O Love, with peace to spare darkened, cold, wintry plight. How do eyes sunken in despair see outward to jeweled sunrise and know the hope of a new day? There is joy inside, steeping – ready to infuse all cells with new life. Just one… Read more