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Will You Change This Fate, This Christmas of 2011? "Ghostly, Do I Walk" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 2, 2011| Leave a Comment »

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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"Fear Not" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged , , , , , , , , on November 7, 2011| Leave a Comment »

Fear not in returning to the den of thy enemies,
the Lord is thy shield against all thy enemies.
The Lord has declared the destruction
of all those,
who curse you,
slander you,
plot against you,
and attempt to destroy you.
Return to the den of thy justice,
and tribulation in hand.
Watch,
as justice is carried out,
as the heads of thy evil enemies,
roll beneath your feet. 

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"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.”
     

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“Dealing with ‘Old Timer’s” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, preview poem from “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged , , , , , , , , , on May 19, 2011| Leave a Comment »

So, let me see if I understand this,
“When our memory goes, who we are, then goes?
There is something deeply heart-breaking about that.
 
How do we measure our progress as humans,
when our previous memories are no longer?
Are we truly blessed with an Eternal mind of Spirit,
where our memories are never lost?
 
How will our God judge us,
if there is no recall of our sins,
or our glories in His name?
 
Is this when trusting God is so important?
Trusting that He will return to us,
our precious memories of the gifts of this life?
 
I can only hope so.
For without my memories of you,
would this life seemed without purpose.

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"Singing In The Rain" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , on October 4, 2010| Leave a Comment »

I am singing in the rain with you.
Our feet dancing between the raindrops.
Our cares belong to tomorrow.
Our hands clenched while skipping over puddles.
Just singing in the rain together.
This is truly what love is all about.
You and me together,
with glistening raindrops,
upon our laughing faces.
This is truly our moment,
of our love together,
just signing and dancing in the rain.

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“Signs of God’s Love” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged , , , on June 23, 2010| Leave a Comment »

Signs of God’s Love for us,
abound before us.
We must not be blinded to see it,
nor receive it.
Our lack of sight,
nor our ability to receive such gifts,
are lost to us,
by own very own angers,
and lack of forgiveness.
Only by becoming aware of our shortcomings,
in the eyes of our God,
with the help of Jesus’ individual Love for us,
will these many blessings,
become ours.
 

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"An Earthbound Angel" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 2, 2010| Leave a Comment »

My Bride, Linda Terry-Rigo

She spoke of death, matter factually.
She told me what the afterlife was.
The detail was clear and without doubt.
An earthbound angel returned,
to quiet my fears and give me peaceful assurance.
Who was this creature that gave me this gift,
with such authority?
I had known her for over thirty-five years.
We have been together over eighteen years.
She is the wife of my dreams.
A true “Giver of Life” is my bride.
How blessed, am I, this day,
to have time shared with her.
Thank you God,
for this gift of life to me.  

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