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"The Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A christmas journey, A Poem in Honor of Valentine Day for My Wife, A Poem telling of the Journey of Life by John J. Rigo, encrypted_divison_doj9640, Moving thru life in a poem by John J. Rigo, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, Texas' Poetry, The eternal journey of our lives, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on August 31, 2014| Leave a Comment »

.....is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

 
A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
 
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
 
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
 
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
 
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
 
For His love
surpasses all of this.
 
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          
                                                                                      

 

                                                                                                                                

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"The Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A christmas journey, A Poem in Honor of Valentine Day for My Wife, encrypted_divison_doj9640, Moving thru life in a poem by John J. Rigo, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, Texas' Poetry, The eternal journey of our lives, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on July 25, 2014| Leave a Comment »

.....is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

 
A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
 
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
 
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
 
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
 
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
 
For His love
surpasses all of this.
 
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          
                                                                                      

 

                                                                                                                                

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"If I Should Die Before You" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, Dealing with the Death of a Loved One thru a Poem, In Memory of Paul Yeager of McKinney Texas, tagged , , , , , , , , on July 21, 2014| 5 Comments »

 
 
Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

 
 
If I should die before you
I will await you on a silver beach
with a golden sun.
 
If I should die before you
time will not move
until your steps are heard behind me.
 
I will know it is you.
I will hear your eternal breath
your low laughter as you approach
to join me.
 
If I should die before you
on the most perfect of days
together we will watch the waves
the breakers making only the most
perfect of patterns.
 
It will be a world that never has a bad day
on a silver beach
with a golden sun
in a special place
for you and me.

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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Poet and Commentator remembers his departed friends, Friends of a Lifetime by John J. Rigo, Passed away friends are never replaced, Real Friends only come once in a Lifetime, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on July 19, 2014| 2 Comments »

 
 
 
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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"Tears of Recall" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, tagged , , , , , , , , , on June 23, 2014| Leave a Comment »

"Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Poetry book by John J. Rigo Picture courtesy of google image search author unknown

“Rainbows Amidst Storms” Second Published Poetry book by John J. Rigo
Picture courtesy of google image search
author unknown

Sometimes a tear comes to my eye.
At first I know not why.
Then it comes
the links of the past.
 
Moments of tenderness
of love
that seen imprinted
forever in my soul.
 
It has not been with so much as one
but many
in the links together
in a chain of life.
 
Some moments were of extreme sadness
some joy beyond belief
some with the surprise of a child
in discovering something.
 
A light ignited within me
that before, was not there.
It was just a moment
a look into the eyes of another
that said that these few seconds
were very special.
A touch unlike no other.
 
The tear is for the longing of such moments
and time spend
in just loving another
in those special ways
that will never go away.
 

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"The Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A christmas journey, A Poem in Honor of Valentine Day for My Wife, encrypted_divison_doj9640, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, The eternal journey of our lives, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on June 12, 2014| Leave a Comment »

.....is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

 
A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
 
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
 
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
 
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
 
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
 
For His love
surpasses all of this.
 
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.          
                                                                                      

 

                                                                                                                                

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"Awaken To Love" copyright 2005 (Revised) John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, Another Love Poem by Texas' Poet John J. Rigo, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on June 8, 2014| 2 Comments »

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Last night a dream entered my peace.
It was you sobbing.
Crying for what could have been 
but it was not.
 
Outside of your world everything seemed perfect.
To others your world was without want.
It was not.
 
A part of your soul was seeking
but not finding
some special part of understanding.
 
The part that was compassion
of tenderness
that was not in your moment of being.
 
Was there hope to bind this wound
a wound so deep?
My arms reached for you.
 
Held you tight with lips to your ear.
Whispered I love you
I care
I know your pain.
 
I will always be here for you.
You slowly smiled.
Sunshine filled the room.  

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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, One of Seven Poems of the Master Series of Poetry, Poetry, The "Master Series of Poetry", The Master speaks of brotherly and sisterly Love, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on June 5, 2014| Leave a Comment »

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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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Poet and Commentator remembers his departed friends, Friends of a Lifetime by John J. Rigo, Passed away friends are never replaced, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on April 26, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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"Our Dance" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns" (Former winning poem in a Collin County, Texas writing contest)

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, First Place Winning Poem in Collin Country Texas' Poetry Contest, Poetry, Winning Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , , , on April 24, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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What is the name of that song?
It does not matter
let us be silly and dance
swirling and twirling across the floor.
 
Our youth flashes before our laughing faces.
Yesterdays move into the now of our beat together
swirling steps into the footprints of ashen time.
 
For a golden time
our memories of the pain in our past
is no more.
 
We have each other
with our own very special song
and our own very special dance. 

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