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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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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.

With advancing age, somedays seem beautiful while others deeply sad. This day has been one of those very sad days for me.

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

 
 
They call insight…. Wisdom.
Wisdom is the deep sadness of old age.
A biting reality that was
but will never be again.
 
We become ever grateful for the pressed hug.
The feel of flesh upon our own.
Memories sparked in an unexpected
full body hug of total surrender.
 
Our minds go back.
Youth with aches or pains unexpected
as now that wake with us
each morning.
 
A crying desire within
of the youthful, carefree loving
of many hours
stretched over days.
 
These moments
will never be ours again.
It’s the sadness that takes us out.
 
Chipping away
at our nightly desire
to waken again.
 
And if we are so blessed
a dream of softness and passion
from long ago.
 
A dream that brings a cry of joy
from our very soul
of those days and moments
that will never be ours…

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A beautifully rendered poem that relates many of my emotions this day.

pimminag's avatarSoul Reader

The Future Doesn’t Promise Anyone…

Looking across the horizon,
I wonder why the life seems…
So beautiful and great.
It changes so quick and fast…

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One of the sadest parts of advancing age is that many who we feel are friends are truly faithless in their friendships. Realizing that we must let go of those who are not sincere of heart is always tough for me but necessary for my own peace and happiness. I feel this poem explains those emotions in a very clear way.

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

 
Life has many lessons to teach us.

Among these is finding the greatest of joys of life. 

When we look to others to bring us that joy

we will always find disappointment with our lives.

The light of true happiness is within our own selves.

It is shared and nurtured by only one Being

and that is our Lord and Savior.

Do not look to your fair weather friends

or those who claim to love you.

They will only bring you sadness and disappointment.

Perfection in Love and Friendship is only found in God.

Seek Him, Love Him, and Worship Him each day  of your life.

In so doing will you finally find

the joys of eternity

that are just before you.

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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.
 
 

In these times and all the financial times of our lives, keeping more of what we make is always a good thing. Here is one of my favorite writers on this subject.

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

 
 
I could see the sadness in her eyes
as each chunk of her golden hair came forth in her hand.
She placed her once shining, golden flax into a plastic bag
to be reminded of the beauty of her hair.
 
Her hair stylist assured her that baking soda
washed gently in her hair would prevent
the falling of her hair from her scalp.
 
In giving her this suggestion
the stylist refused to cut her hair shorter
in order to make her lost easier to bear.
The stylist was wrong.
 
Bear witness to the shining and blotched scalp
where beautiful golden hair once resided.
Nightmares of her past returned to her.
 
Remembrance of a childhood ring worm of her head
returned to haunt her again
of laughing classmates
finger-pointing to stocking capped head.
 
The Spector of Death upon a black chair
drove her to the…

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This day of October 1st, 2012 this poem is dedicated to those who would bring harm upon me and my family. I curse you this day in the Lord’s name. May horror, shame, hurt and destruction fall upon you and your households.  It is my hope that my recent certified mail letter to the Attorney General of Texas concerning your illegal activities will finally bring justice to your doors.  When you are both handcuffed and hauled away, look over your shoulder, you will see me and my wife laughing and clapping with joy.

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

 
 
My Brothers and Sisters
one belief to remember
is in the end
Evil defeats itself.
 
Once Evil was part of the heavenly Good.
In falling from the Sight of God
did Evil still have great power.
Never will this power
overcome Good.
 
Should Evil come upon you
believe in the Lord.
Have Faith in the Lord.
 
Love the Lord with all your being.
Patience
with prayer
will destroy Evil.
 
I know this to be true.
Praise and Glory to my Lord
and God.
 

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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.