Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

God

  • consider time

    “But as for me, my prayer is to You, O Lord, in the acceptable time” Psalm 69:13 NKJV Where are you, days gone by? I consider the sun’s rise once again onto fog shrouded oceans of wondering eyes peering up to the heavens hoping and praying that enigmatic Time will tell his story and all Read more

  • old tree

    the truth in an old tree gnarly and rooted deep by waters still. when shall I hear healing words draw nigh to shed upon your hopeful peering eyes seeking to allay fears? I wait, I wait to dry your tears. maybe that is why i listen on passing breezes – it is best, I believe, Read more

  • beautiful

    Upon what thing beautiful shall my gaze alight? Something in a shallow place that is tempting and alluring? Where soon after a determined arrival, there is acute disappointment and an unsatisfied feeling of despair accompanied with an ugliness wrought from all things faded. I thought once the glimmer of the lonely moon which shone upon Read more

  • yesterday

    absent in this moment for tomorrow is borrowing me for a brief visit to live out a contrived dream sequence where current reality is replaced by a false insecurity – or security and I willingly go because the current moment wasn’t all that interesting anyway… I find as these lapses into tomorrow build upon one other Read more

  • legacy

    And so, fields of green.New breath of lifeSeeking spring rainsWhich pleasantly placateThe thirstOf all things. And so, fields of gold.O, the time of our standPassing quickly, steadily…Now balmy days of reflection:Satisfied and flourishing,Certain and abounding And so, fields of gray.Joyful rest in shortened daysBlanketed with a colorful coveringOf leaves from trees.Wiser now and older, patient.Seeds Read more