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A Banner Day, “Over 34,000 Hits”

Posted in A Banner Christmas Holiday Day with Over 34000 hits!, A Great WordPress Poetry Site, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on December 23, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of umazzing.com

As of December 23rd, 2012, the “Texas’ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 34,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation with a Christmas Blessing to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my community, Texas and the Nation. 

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“Facing the End of the Road” A Last Christmas? copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , on December 14, 2012| 1 Comment »

 
 
 
It is a strange quiet that has come over me.
No…. it is not a desire to do away with one’s self.
My instinct to live
is too strong for that.
 
It is a feeling in my heart.
A feeling that I have reached the end of my road.
Kinda of like talking to your significant other
and it is like that
you are not even in the room.
 
You say something of significance
then they turn to you and say,
“Did you say something?”
 
I no longer feel passion.
none for life
none in my loins.
 
Maybe it was that last birthday.
The big 70′ one.
The birthday party without candles.
 
It seems
when I am driving
especially now
all I see
is detour and construction signs.
 
Perhaps now
it is really
the end of the road for me.
 
I am no longer afraid.
I have no fears.
I now have a feeling
heaven will be
a wonderful place.

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“The Nighmare” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on November 28, 2012| 2 Comments »

 
 

Courtesy of horoskopnamiru.cz

The nightmare was the worse one
I ever remember.
I was in a room somewhere
totally alone.
I owned money to someone.
 
It was money that I did not have.
It was due and payable the following morning.
I had no one to call to help me.
 
I was screaming.
Pounding the furniture.
Throwing things around.
 
I somehow knew
that without this money
in the morning
I was to pay a terrible price.
 
I awoke with a shout upon my lips.
I was in my bed with you.
The fear slowly ebbed away from my body.
 
I felt a great blessing of relief
it was just a nightmare.
I was in my bed
safe with you.
 
My shout from the dream
woke you.
You pressed warmly into
the curve of my arms
and snuggled close to me.
 
More than ever
this morning
I fully realized
the greatest blessing
I have in my life is you.
 

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“Jane is Death” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, The Death of a First Love, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 18, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Jane Parrish, The Venus Apartments, Oak Cliff, 1965 Courtesy of blog.alexwaterhousehayward.com

It was about two years after we broke up that I learned Jane Parrish had died in an auto accident.  This poem is dedicated to her memory.
 
 
I awoke this morning with a start.
I had no thought of her
or dream of her for that matter
in over forty-five years.
 
We were to met again
in the dream.
I was nervous and fearful in seeing her again.
 
Within the dream I realized she truly was my first love
in discovering passion in my being with a woman.
I guess I had blocked her from my mind
all these years.
 
As I waited to see her again
I recalled all those nights of long ago
that sweating love making with her.
 
It was Summer when we met.
Even with the air conditioning at full blast
we both sweated profusely in love making. 
 
She was as tall as me at six feet
blond blue-eyed with beautiful fair skin.
During the time we were together
I could not believe that I was so blessed
in being loved by a woman like that. 
 
I do not know what I did
to lose her love for me.
I am sure
I also blocked that from my mind.
 
In the dream
we sat across from each other
moving our lips
but unable to form words
at the sight of each other.
 
We knew.
We felt the surge of our old passions
for each other.
 
There was nothing to forgive
between us.
There was
only the love to remember
between the both of us.
 
It was such a great dream.
Loved with such passion
is such a gift to us in our lives.
I awoke from the dream
with tears in my eyes.    

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“I Believe In America” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 16, 2012| 1 Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of followshipofminds.wordpress.com

I believe in America.
Land where my heart lives.
It is a land of accomplished dreams.
A land of courage.
A land that accepts all comers.
A land that gives hope to us all.
 
America overcomes all those who attempt
to bring evil to her shores.
America is the beacon of freedom to the world.
 
America is my land.
America is my home.
Keep America strong.
Impeach Obama.
 
If you do not love
America
please leave her.
 

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"The Question," The Master Series, copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, Poetry, The "Master Series of Poetry", tagged , , , , , , , on November 3, 2012| 2 Comments »

Courtesy of Google search

 
 
A beautiful day beckoned.
The sides of the hills were golden
with fields of grain. 
 
The Cypress trees were green
among great expanses of gleaming flat rocks.
An ideal day born for the enjoyment of the sun
and the wondrous words of the Master.
 
The crowd began to thin toward the afternoon sunset.
The Master was weary.
Many were the questions of the day.
The answers required much of His strength to loudly speak
the words of wisdom to the crowd. 
 
As the Master prepared to depart
a young man in the crowd shouted a question
in His direction.
  
The Master’s followers tried to quiet the man
to preserve their Lord’s voice.
They knew He was exhausted from the
long day of preaching.
 
The young man shouted again,
“Master, what can I do in my life that would be
pleasing to my Lord and God?”
In hearing this question
the crowd stopped movement
in their departure.
 
The crowd turned as one toward
where the Master stood.
Raising up to His full height
the Master looked over the crowd
with the kindest of smiles and He said,
 
“The mirrors of your own souls are within the eyes of
your brothers and sisters.
If you see hunger in those eyes around you
break the bread and share it.
 
If you see sorrow
share your tears with your brethren.
If fear overcomes your neighbors
stand with them
for numbers overcome fear.
 
Above all of these
love your neighbor
as you love your children.
My love protects your brethren
as it protects you.
 
This sharing of your love in my Father’s name
will be pleasing to your Lord and God.
In this sharing of your love without reserve
without reward
without a counting
will you be given
the glories of eternity.”
These words were spoken this day 
by the Master of my life.

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“A Thank You” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , on October 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 

Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

It is the twilight of my life.

It is a time that I wish to render a “Thank You”

to all those who have passed in my life

who rendered me genuine love and friendship.

To those who were there as friends

when I badly needed their encouragement

and their love.

Thank you for sharing your hearts and minds with me.

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"The Miracle of Our Lives" copyright 2008 by John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , on October 6, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of giftsforhim.com

 
 
Flickering candles at the doorway to eternity.
The time of our lives in this world
seemly not worth noting
in the scheme of the universe.
 
Yet our God in His Love for us
fills our lives with such joy
in knowing Him.
 
Beyond the valley of tears
Beyond the lost of love
beyond the caverns of fear
beyond the dark rooms of hell itself
He has brought us to bath in His Light of Love.
 
Lives of ticking seconds
streaming in light years of
moving hours around a dying sun.
Should we not spend each day
in good works in His glory, worship, and honor?
 
Only by His individual touch in the miracle of our births
can we understand this grand gift given to us.
A gift to be able to find our way again
in being rejoined again
with the Master of our eternal fates.
 
 

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"The Loss Of A Love" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo upcoming "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poetry, Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on September 23, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 

Courtesy of deskridged

It was a cold black cloud that overcame me.
An unknown evil sucked the very air from the room.
I wanted to scream but could not.
 
I felt waves of tears within the folds of my body.
A tightness in my throat I could not explain.
A flood of tears within my being
being held back
from some inner strength of will.
 
I realized my best friend was no longer.
A heap of once shiny metal on a field of battle
was now the very heart and soul of me.
 
Destroyed beyond any possible flashes of laughter.
Destroyed at the very core of me
was this once shining light.
 
When I saw the truth
now fully realized in its
cutting reality
there is no pain that could be greater.
 
My love is no more.
A valley of tears lies before me.
Was there any way to remove this spear
that now cuts deeply into the very soul of my spirit.
 
I cryed to the heavens
but was not heard.
Please God
I moaned,
“Remove this torment from me.”
 
This deep sadness
that now drapes my body.
Drapes the light of each
of my future days.
 
“Spare me this torment
dear God”
was my final cry. 

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"I Broke Your Heart" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo future book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poems by a McKinney Texas' Poet, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , on September 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 

Courtesy of Google Search….author unknown

I broke your heart.
I know when the deed was done.
I knew then
as I know now
I was in love with you.
 
More afraid of failure
than giving myself to you.
I still can hear in my soul
the sound of your tears
on the tape from that day.
 
Two hours of tears and screaming
my name in agony.
I was the center of your agony
in my rejection of your love.
 
It has been twenty-five years
since that day.
A day never goes by
that my thoughts turn to you.
 
In my being
I now know
that the joy I knew with you then
will come again in my death
and hopefully with it
the joy of heaven.
 
If you are reading this
at this very moment
know this is one
who will always love you.

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