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I feel that anyone who writes poetry or any form of motivational writing wishes to make a positive difference in the world. Knowing perhaps that just a few words of encouragement rendered to another, may change their lives in a more positive way, is reward itself in the act of such writing. Have a blessed day.

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator's avatarTexas Poetry

 
 
If I could create the perfect poem
my poem would remove sorrow from the world.
It would bring smiles where there were tears.
Mend broken hearts and return love again.
 
The perfect poem 
would replace all loneliness
with the Joy of God’s Love.
Friends would never be lost again
but be eternal in their friendships with us.
 
Each day would start with the songs of birds.
Each night would end with the sighs of night.
Every soul would find God
and never again be separated from His Love.
 
Every kiss would be with true love
and never of betrayal.
The Devil would be finally destroyed by God.
We would all reign in Paradise in the mist of joy
……………………..forever.
 
 
 

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I recall telling my wife many years ago that within every man is a Knight in Shining Armour. Their only desire in life is to be the hero to their maiden.

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator's avatarTexas Poetry

 
 
I awoke
as from a sleep
of death.
 
Long gentle fingers
were rubbing my forehead
the side of my face
touching my lips.
 
As my eyes opened
I knew I was no longer
on my prior world of earth.
 
Before me I beheld
a beautiful maiden
of golden hair
skin of cream and light
eyes of blue/grey and gold.
 
There was no fear within me.
I was at a place where I was meant to be.
I was home in a castle of my Lord’s place for me.
 
My eyes gazed upon my body.
Upon me where plates of armour.
Gold-Silver and various jewels
incrusted upon them.
 
As the maiden raised my head
I observed the symbols upon my breast-plate.
In the middle in Gold was a Lion.
 
On each side of it were Dragons
standing with their feet gently
touching the…

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I find myself lately thinking more and more of my past. At the end of this year my life will undergo a great change. I will have to let go of a home that I dearly love where my primary home is currently located in McKinney, Texas. I will be moving from a city home to a country home in the form of a farm in East Texas. It will be to pursue a dream that my wife has had for many years. I can only hope that her decision to leave our city home, the only real home I have known for over forty years, will be the right direction for our lives.  Lord bless my soon to be journey.

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator's avatarTexas Poetry

  
 
Often I think of you
in the time of our youth
when it was just us.
 
Sunshine glowed when we were together.
The grief of our former lives made us a pair.
Then our lives were simpler
filled with few things
but rich in much love.
 
Somethimes I wonder if you think of me on occasion.
Did you put aside
as I have
the separation of our love
the anger
the hurt
that we both suffered?
  
Beauty is in those memories.
The thoughts of us at that time are sweeter
and more beautiful when they cross my mind.
 
In daydreams of simpler times
my thoughts question where you are now
and did you find happiness?
Did you have the children
that we never had?
 
Althought many years have passed
I send to you my love from a former time
with blessing for your…

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This poem especially keeps returning to my thoughts. It relates the reality that all material things that are precious to us will fall away from us. What will be left is our spiritual relationships with others and the love that binds us together.

John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator's avatarTexas Poetry

Courtesy of Agung888 
 
 
 
My gift to you is neither gold or silver.
Diamonds can never hold the light of this gift.
Pearls will will never glow beyond the of this gift.
 
It is everlasting and eternal.
Within the gift is enclosed the song of angels.
Another part of the gift is the gentle breath of God
given in love to his creatures.
 
In many ways this gift has life within it
as it changes and grows.
My only valued possession of priceless value is this gift.
 
I give you this gift freely without restraint.
Beyond death it will always be yours.
I give thee my love my love. 
 
 

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