Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

hope

  • after all

    In a flowing brook lined with stones, A stream of water gently roams. Nourishing the faded and listless to life, Opposing gray with soft light rife. Like an adagio’s gentle melodic warming, Preceding allegro’s triumphant swarming. The gentleness upon eager ears, The preponderance of growing tears. But where, O Love, do you wish me to… 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

  • hopeful moon

    The brevity of a moment Lost on a sigh. One exhale relieving A thought wound tight In an ever-resistant mind Refusing to give in, But rather to hold on to what Keeps us awake at night. The frail moon is riding a Determined orbital path, Watching with compassioned concern Trains of thought Rising from many… Read more

  • icicle

    Off a frozen ledge One drop of fallen rain Slowly drips and Freezes, adhering to another,Then another Forming an icicle – A stalactite Refuge for those Who reach out For fear of drowning – Sliding passed water’s edge Only to find Their icy grip Is slippery-futile And immerse they must with Heads submerging Til the… Read more

  • these things…

    The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. Psalm 23:1 Forever and one day My cries are heard Through my days Of seemingly endless plight And the angst of the unknown Tearing and pulling… The brave resolute faces Of pilgrims on our way Led in trust Held in hope Steeped in faith True to… Read more