Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Archive for the ‘Uncategorized’ Category

"I Am Overcome in the Joy of Your Love" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on January 3, 2012| Leave a Comment »

My Lord, my God, I come before you,
your humble servant,
overcome by the love Thou has shown me,
as one of your creations.
One made in the image of your
encompassing and eternal love.
I ask, as your servant,
for the wisdom to know Your will
so that you may find pleasure in me.
May I bring pride and further joy
to you in your creation.
When the darkness of days were before me,
you were my Light, when no hope was seen.
You were my Friend, when all turned away from me.
In the depth of my deepest sorrow and loss,
You helped me rediscover the joy of Your
eternal love for me.
I surely would dammed
throughout eternity without the Light
of Your love before me.
I pray each day to do only Your will as my God.
Let me not be overcome by my foolish pride,
nor ever feel that the blessings,
You fill each day of my life,
are from my efforts.
The greatest gift that You chose to give to your creations,
you gave to me, which is the choice of free will,
to love or not love You,
every day of this physical life.
Give me courage,
and keep me mindful
of Your love each day.
Protect me from the evil of the world,
that awaits me in the possible fall,
from Your Grace.
In my awakening each day,
as I greet the miracle that is around me,
never let me forget the joy,
that overcomes me when finding,
and being in Your love for me.
And, if it be Thy will,
let my soul
stay in your love,
abiding in your eternity,
that awaits me.
 

Read Full Post »

"Sam Has Left The Building" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on December 11, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Losing a dear friend is always a very sad thing; having that lost happen during the Christmas season is especially sad (Sam passed away on December 15th, 2008).  To me, Sam Shields was a very special individual, and I will miss him very much.  Following is a link to his memorial site:  http://obit.baue.com/obitdisplay.html?id=613556&listing=Current

Sam was a beautiful man.
A man of presence,
standing six foot five,
at over two hundred and fifty pounds.
He had the gentle qualities of a Teddy Bear.
I never remember Sam being anything but,
warm, generous, with words of kindness,
on every occasion we were together.
If I could have had someone to pick,
as an older brother,
I would have picked Sam.
Sam died suddenly from a massive stroke.
The doctors said his life could have been saved,
but he would have been a total vegetable.
I know Sam would not have wanted that. 
Sam had been an engineer with Boeing
for forty-six years.
He never spoke of what kind of work he did.
He would laughingly say, “If I told you, I then
would have to kill you.”
I am going to miss Sam terribly.
They do not make men,
like him,
anymore.
 
 

Read Full Post »

"What Is This Thing That Cries Out Within Me?" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Uncategorized on August 8, 2011| Leave a Comment »

What is this thing that cries out within me?
Is it a spirit that hungers for freedom?
“Freedom from what?” my mind asks in cold, hard terms.
 
 
My life seems about things.
Things stack, things store away; a room full of things.
A bank account with growing numbers, but it seems,
it is all about the balances.
 
 
I look into the mirror because they say mirrors never lie.
What I see is not what I am.
I am like unto the spirit of youth locked in a dark, gray cell,
listening to the sound of time on the clock
growing more loudly each day.
 
I find myself dancing alone at times.
I love what the sound of music does to my body.
I go back to that mirror, with sweat dripping down my face.
I am still puzzled by the face that stares back at me.
 
There is a pleading look in my eyes.
They cry out, “See me, see me, I am not dead!”
A ghost I have become from growing older with time.
 
I move through my life seemingly untouched by the sounds
of laughter from my past, the smells of loving sweat,
the memory of gentle lips touching the back of my neck.
 
I feel like my body no longer remembers the joys of passion.
Yesterday, I sat in a room noticing many things.
They were little things, but important things, that let the gift of
beauty be shared by one such as me, hungry for their taste.
 
The gentle curve to a neck,
that seemed to never end.
The movement of material,
on a full soft breast,
as the breath of the beholder
played with the movement.
 
Eyes with color of the lightest blue,
with mystery whirling with their depths,
of thoughts yet unspoken or shared with anyone.
I heard that voice within me cry out, “See me, see me,
I am not dead, but alive! Hear my cry, feel my need, I am alive!”
 
I left the room without a word.
There was a slight smile on my face toward you,
as there was a similar smile on yours.
Silent thoughts unshared, upon our departure.
 
Two ships passing on a huge ocean,
with a wave of the hand toward each other
across desolate waves.
When will this voyage end?
What distant shores await each of us? 

Read Full Post »

“A Major Landmark for Texas’ Poets Reached” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on July 22, 2011| Leave a Comment »

We at “Spirit Filled Poetry” from “Texas’ Poetry” are proud to announce the reaching of a landmark in our sites’ hits.  A few days ago, we hit the Sixteen Thousand Mark, a landmark counter for a WordPress site featuring poetry from a McKinney, Texas’ poet. Our thanks go out to all those who have particiapted with “positive” feedback to our site over the last year and a half.   

Read Full Post »

"My Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , on July 10, 2011| Leave a Comment »

I have walked through the waters of sorrow.
Tears, blocking the sun of day,
as I stumbled each step of the way.
My voice softened to a whisper of sound,
in calling my Lord.
I am weary from pushing these feet,
wanting to rest, but cannot.
Was the answer I seek finally before me?
 
It was only when I finally gave up on me,
and turned to thee, that the answer awaited me.
Only through sorrow and pain,
can we know what Jesus gave us through His death.
Death of the mind, death of desire, death of worldly want,
only then can we surrender to His will,
and give up our own,
do we find Him, in the midst of eternal love.
A garment of light to carry us forward,
so that we never will shed a tear again.  

Read Full Post »

“Proud to Announce: Poetry work now available on iTunes” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, Author and Publisher “Amidst Series of Poetry Books”

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on June 21, 2011| Leave a Comment »

I am proud to announce that my published poetry works are now avilable for downloads for $4.99 each.  My two published books, “Roses Amidst Thorns,” and “Rainbows Amidst Storms” can be order in book format thru: http://lulu.com/texaspoet . The ITune downloads can loaded to IPhone, IPad, IPod touch and IBooks on your computer. All profits from my published poetry go to serve “The Homeless Cause in the State of Texas.”  Follow the following link for those download instructions: http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/roses-amidst-thorns/id443469516?mt=11 .

Read Full Post »

"The Monster In Our Town" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Uncategorized on June 19, 2011| Leave a Comment »

It came a long time ago.
When fields stretched for miles,
and not a home was in sight.
 
They came with hope,
then there were those
that came with greed.
 
The greed became a monster
wedged in their hearts.
A monster wanting what
belonged to others.
 
It took land from its
neighbors for pennies
on the dollar because
they were too weak to fight back.
 
Places where the monster
had touched with hunger,
the town’s gold disappeared.
 
The monster got hold
of the hearts of
the bankers,
the newspaper reporters,
the city politicians,
and those with badges
that showed
the light of day
but not the darkness
of their hearts.
 
The monsters took the
town from me
and my family,
without a cry of warning
from the town square.
 
The town was finally
destroyed by the monsters of greed.
The dreams and hopes
of earlier times
were no more.

Read Full Post »

“The Return of Angels” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , on June 6, 2011| 1 Comment »

The dream returned.
Angels returning in my dreams.
There was a sense of familiarity.
Intimate in nature, centered in comfort and peace.
I felt loved beyond time itself.
Never to feel lonely again.
Never to have fear again.
It seemed to be a connection,
between the two Angels.
A dark-headed Mother,
and a fair-headed daughter.
They both hugged me.
They stroked my face gently.
They both held me close to them.
It was with a great feeling of love,
that I felt when I awoke this morning.
Angels returning to me,
in the night,
to let me know,
that “Yes,” 
am I truly loved. 

Read Full Post »

"I Seek Not" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , on June 1, 2011| Leave a Comment »

I seek not praise or adoration,
just the warmness of your touch.
A friendship that seeks not reward
nor return.
A connection of understanding
between these gulfs
that separate us as humans
from different times and places,
even though we have not lived the same.
Love that overcomes all barriers between us,
without fear,
without reprisal,
to continue into time without limit for us.
To finally find,
at some point ahead,
the binding of our souls,
that will never leave us,
alone again.
 
 
 

Read Full Post »

"A Memorial Day Poem" copyright 2009, Revised, John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , on May 28, 2011| Leave a Comment »

John J. Rigo A/lC, Registry custodian, Cosmic Top Secret Registry for ICEDEFOR from June 62' to June 63'

Your lips will move, and rendered me praise,
this Memorial Day.
Yet the words you will speak,
will not be from your heart.
You see,
you are a Democratic Liberal.   
In your youth,
you became a professional student,
in order to avoid serving your country.
The truth is,
you feel anyone who serves,
is a fool.
You feel differently than my Father,
in his own love of our country.
My Father came to his country,
at age sixteen,
on a boat to Ellis Island,
from Northern Italy.
My Father had three goals,
they were to seek,
“Honest work,
learn to speak English,
and to become,
an American citizen.”
My Father felt it was a privilege,
to be an American Citizen
of this great nation.
Today, I look about me,
at the millions who came to my country,
illegally,
and without any desire,
to seek honest work,
or speak our language,
or ever to become American citizens.
As head leader of our Nation,
you travel the world,
apologizing for the glory of our Nation.
To those who have worked hard,
lived within their means,
watch their own children serve our country;
you ask them to share their hard-earned living,
with those,
who hate our country,
have no work ethic,
nor honor toward others.
Your policies are destroying the fabric of our country.  
My fellow citizens,
who I have served,
with honor for my country,
do not let this continue and happen to
our country.
Step up,
at the voting booth,
this coming November in 2012.
“Let us take back our country,
from those who do not love her.”
     

Read Full Post »

« Newer Posts - Older Posts »