Rick Stassi Poetry

personal pathways in Poetry

trust

  • firefly

    dark and frail gray hanging on to a bit of white lest a black demise. overcast skies absorbing what sunlight it can waiting for night and equanimity of hue. pinpoint light hidden well within my soul shrouded in clouds screams to be heard playing with the thought that even a firefly can be a lantern 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

  • my weak times

    “He who has an ear, let him hear what the Spirit says to the churches. To him who overcomes I will give to eat from the tree of life, which is in the midst of the Paradise of God.” Revelations 2:7 (NKJV) How shall I measure my progress, Father above? The swallowing sea gives my faith an Read more

  • contentment comes

    Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus. Philippians 4: 6,7 (KJV) Therefore, “what is contentment?”, me asking forlorn… I seek with all 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