Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

Grace

  • bound souls

    Let this day Bring hope, bring light. Fortify me To stand upright. Let this day See God’s eyes. Pierce my heart With truthful pries. Let this day Subtly speak The voice of God. Ear’s inclined, my soul shall seek. Let this day Feel His merciful rein To lead me away From darkened pain. Then sunlight rising Read more

  • returning

    O green is the grass where I sit- an oasis in the sand. Have I had enough time to store inside this now tepid vessel enough of you to stave off creeping dunes? Remaining memory lingers yet melody fades… I remember each day calling- asking your hand and asking your eyes to watch me – Read more

  • return

    Embittered notions within and around; Bolt in all directions – Unmindful, not sound. Forgetting the place Where all things turned, Returning to Jesus Loving eyes yearned. I never seem, At least I ponder, To live on a line From which I shan’t wander. For sine and cosine Curves repeat their course. And I endlessly follow, Revisiting Read more

  • for we who cry

    In the day when I cried out, You answered me, And made me bold with strength in my soul. Psalm 138:3 (NKJV) Who do we fool? What fears we mask as we seek. Primitive reason lurking about our minds… We have a refusal to think outside the plane that is endless in all directions – infinite Read more

  • a prayer for a thistle

    And he that sat upon the throne said, Behold, I make all things new.  Revelations 21:5 (KJV) Your guardian eyes so warm, removing harm and protecting  my way each day. Watched over, I feel safe, secure and steeped in Love. It is Your eyes, Lord, that see me through each abrasion and each incident, turning mismatched moments into seeds Read more