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

April 5, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

 
 
 

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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-eight 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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“Love Thyself” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, Upcoming Poetry Book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

April 5, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

 
 

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One of the greatest gifts we can give ourselves
is to learn to love ourselves.
 
In loving ourselves
we realize that the premise that we must love another
such as ourselves is not part of the growth
that is part of our eternity.
 
In loving ourselves
we are no longer open to the qualities of others
in their own personal failures in loving themselves.
 
In this way
in the path of eternity
that we all walk
all those we will met
will then be complete unto themselves
as we have also become.

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"My Gift" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

April 3, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

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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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"The Master Speaks of God’s Love" copyright 2008 (Revised) John J. Rigo upcoming poetry book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

April 2, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

 
 

“………..pointing to a star”

 
 
The night sky was a deep black with blazing stars
over the Master and His disciples
this particular night along the sea of Galilee.
It was a time of quiet contemplation of the beauty of God’s work.
 
Within the group of His disciples
one disciple had a troubling question.
With reverence he approached the Master with his question.
“Does God’s Love for us have bounds when remembering our sins in His Eternal Memory?”
asked the disciple quietly as to not disturb the other men in the group.
 
The Master lifted His Head toward the night sky
and pointed His finger to a bright star saying,
“As you look upon the stars in the night sky
many have long changed in form
and are no more. 
 
The distance is so great in the travel of that light
that we still see those suns prior to their changing of form. 
So it is in the breath of God’s Love for us
it is also beyond the width
depth and height of such distances from us.
 
Since His Love for us is unconditional
so is His memory of our sins.
In asking His forgiveness of our sins
their memory no longer exists in eternity.”
So spoke that night
the Master of My Life. 

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"What Is The Secret Key To Eternal Life?" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy" The Seventh poem of the Master’s Series

April 2, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

 
 

“One of Seven Poems of “The Master‘s Series of Poetry.”

On this day
the Master revealed
His greatest gift to mankind.
 
This gift was rendered on a mountain of stone
reflected on a setting sun
to a multitude of many
in one of the many lessons
given to multitudes in those years. 
 
The question
that came toward the end of that day
was, “ Master, what is the greatest gift
that God gives to all of us?”  asked the young
man in the multitude of that day.
 
The Master replied,
“The greatest gift that my Father gives to all
is the secret of Forgiveness.
 
In rendering forgiveness to ones self
and also forgiveness of others
does a sinner reveal
the keys to heaven
and the eternal Love of our Father.
 
Forgiveness assures the eternal love of the Father
and being in the arms of His Love forever.”
So said the Master of my life
on this day.

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"A Conversation about Life and Death" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

March 31, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator

 
 

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The Master‘s hands were strong and hard
from years of work as a carpenter
just like his father.
 
The creation of His hands had a gentle quality
such as the toy camel and shepherd
He was crafting this night.
 
His sister had begged Him to make a toy for her child.
With love and humor He worked several nights.
In the back of the villa the room was small and cramped
making the carving difficult as the oil lamp light flickered.
 
Entering the doorway with a quiet sweep of the door blanket
came His sister’s oldest son.
Many questions burned in the mind
of this young man on this night.
 
Quietly he approached the Master
so as to not disturb His carving.
The young man whispered,
“Master do you have time to speak with me?”
 
Gently and with love the Master set the little wooden carving
aside and reached for the boy’s shoulder saying,
“What is troubling you this night
son of my sister?”
 
The boy replied,
“I am afraid about death
and where I will go when I die
since no one alive
has ever been to the place that dead people go
and returned
how am I to know what to expect?”
 
With patience and the deepest of kindness
toward the concerns of the young man
the Master spoke,
“Telling humanity of the world beyond death
would be like explaining
the sight of sunrise or sunset to a person
who had always been blind.”
 
He further explained,
“Beyond our lifetime is a world inconceivable
to the senses of man
beyond every gift rendered in this world around us. 
It is a world of being
in the midst of eternal love
and never fearing again.
 
It is knowing light beyond any light
we now know of in this world.
It is never being alone again
but cherished in the arms of a mother.
 
So will it be in the arms of our God
forever in eternal love
peace and happiness.”
So He spoke to me
the Master of my life.  
 

									


				

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

				
March 30, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator  

				


				

					
 


 




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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 Golden-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. 

									


				

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"Ghostly, Do I Walk" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

				
March 28, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator  

				


				

					
 


 


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Chains of sorrow upon my neck


reaching for the ones I knew


unable to touch.


 


A slight breath of air


words spoken


 but not heard.


 


My world is full of “If I could’s”


no clock to turn back on my regrets.


I offer only a prayer to my unseen God


to let this end.


 


I say to you


there is no time left


but the time of this moment.


 


Time to forgive


time to say, “I love you.”


Time to give of yourself


for all that you could have done


with this precious thing called Life.


 


In so doing


 perhaps you not also be


on this ghostly path


that may never end for me.

									


				

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“Twilight: The Beginning of the Eternal Journey” copyright 2014, John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

				
March 27, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator  

				


				

					
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It was a vision that came to me yesterday.


This life but a beginning of our journey thru eternity.


Our physical life here brief in its beginning.


 


Death but a transition on this journey


to many other lives ahead


in many other forms 


in the ever-expanding image


of God.


 


Our time here but a 


training period in preparation.


Joys and visions beyond 


our human comprehension.


 


Live each day with


Love, Joy, Thankfulness,


gainful Wisdom


in God’s Love


for our Eternal Souls.


 


Prepare well


for your journey


it will be a long one.


All those we lost


will be returned to us.


 


Fear not Death


it is but a door


of many


into God’s House.

									


				

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“What your Best Friends Are” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator

				
March 24, 2014 by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poet and Commentator  

				


				

					
“Your Little Green Friends“


One of my dearest friends from over thirty-five years ago was a gentleman by the name of Cliff Russell.  Cliff is dead now.  At that time he was the Father in a loving spirit that my real Father never was, between his drunken whisky binges.  One day while in my thirties I related to him my disappointment with an individual that I thought was a friend.  


Cliff had an easy way about him when he was offering advice. It was that “home-grown” attitude from being born and raised in Louisiana.  He related, “Johnny, let me show you, what your best friends in life look like.”  Slowly he withdrew from his pocket a roll of hundred dollar bills.  As the saying goes, “The roll was big enough to choke a horse.”  


Cliff went on to say, “This is your Little Green Friends. They will keep you warm when you are cold, cool when you are hot, and will buy you all the company, you will ever want, when you are lonely.”  To this day I have never forgotten one of the loving lessons given to me in my life from a dear, now departed friend.


 

									


				

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