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“The Hurting Game” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in "The Hurtful Game" a new poem by John J. Rigo, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on June 18, 2013| 1 Comment »

 

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There is a game we play with couples.
It is called the “Hurting Game.”
It is a game that can weaken Love
or destroy Love between two people.
 
In early romances
we seek beautiful
and positive statements
to relate to each other.
 
It is later that the
“Hurting Game” begins.
It starts out with a small
biting criticism.
The heart is hurt by
the receiver.
 
Uncared words between two Lovers
can be knife cuts to the very heart.
Generally in these hurts does it become
pay back time with a similar cutting remark
when the occasion arises. 
 
Many times the Game
increases in intensity.
It is then done before
friends and relatives.
 
Such acts make the hurts
even deeper in their pain.
It is not time to break this circle?
 
Promise each other this day
that the hurtful words in the future
will only be replaced with words
of Love, Kindness and Praise.
 
In so doing
will you both find in each other again
the love you both so richly deserve.
 

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Complicated is Man…

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on June 14, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Keli is one of my favorite followers, and I of her. The internet renders both gift and fowl. I have always found in her postings, love and inspiration…..what more can any man ask of any woman?

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

Posted in A Blessed Easter to All from John J. Rigo Texas' Commentator, One poem of Seven of the "Masters Series of Poems", Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on June 7, 2013| 1 Comment »

 
 

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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 Greatest Poem of All Time” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, Texas Commentator and Poet

					

					Posted in The Greatest Poem of the Ages, tagged , , , , , , , ,  on June 3, 2013|
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It is my belief that every poet in their lifetime, wishes to write that one poem, that is unforgettable through the ages.  As one who writes poetry as a hobby, as part of my non-profit charity work, I am no exception.  To me the greatest poem ever written was “Desiderata” by Max Ehrmann in 1927.  Another example of this poem beside the above can be found on: http://www.fleurdelis.com/desiderata.htm  It is my hope this poem in its reading will bring extra light to your day.



					
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"Words Upon My Stone" excerpt from "Roses Amidst Thorns" copyright 2005 by John J. Rigo

					

					Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , ,  on May 31, 2013|
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Arlington
Courtesy of Arlington


Someone asked me once


what I wanted to be


when I finally grew up.


 


I said to them, “Let me be a poet


with words that are never forgotten


in my journey of life.


 


Let my journey be one of joy 


discovered in sorrow


to all of those who read my words.


 


When death finally enters my door


a special note upon my stone


I request be placed in memory of me


upon an earth that I visited


for a short time.


 


Let the words in simple chiseled letters


read thusly, ‘He was not a simple man


for God did not make him so.


He only wanted to be simply known


as a poet.'”


 


 




 




 


 

					
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“Realization III” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

					

					Posted in Living a Life without Love, tagged , , , , , , ,  on May 23, 2013|
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“Bring Love and Joy to my World.” Courtesy of bringlaughter.com


It was the weight of a huge boulder upon my heart


crushing the very soul of my spirit from my body.


It was the realization that I was not loved.


 


Without Love in our lives


we are just walking pieces of flesh


without joy


without laughter


without peace.


 


my mind reached back


to memories of when I was loved.


Wrapped in these thoughts


I was able to regain my breath


I pulled death away from my body.


 


I will await another day


with a joy of anticipation


that my future bride 


awaits me 


in the future 


before me.


  


This hope gives me 


strength to face 


another day


without the love


I so desperately need


in my life.   

					
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“I Will Never Be Loved Like That Again” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

					

					Posted in Texas' Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , ,  on May 14, 2013|
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Courtesy of relate.com


The realization brought a choking to my throat.


My eyes swelled in tears.


The realization came to me fully


that I will never be loved like that again.


 


The youthful memory of having a woman look at me like that again.


The reflection of a hero in her eyes.


Reflected also in the shining armor of a knight.


 


Ah sweet memories


if only the taste of those kisses


could return again,


would I know again


the joy of love.


 


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"Footprints Upon The Landscape" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo upcoming poetry book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

					

					Posted in Are we but Footprints in the Sand?, tagged , , , , , , ,  on May 11, 2013|
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The sand is pushed aside


 as my feet are placed upon the landscape.


My footprints quickly disappear


 as I move forward in my quest.


 


Blowing winds leave the mark of my path


 but for a second


a mark of passing that becomes neither


 a longing memory


or a recall by the passing landscape.


 


Are we too


 a grain of sand 


lost to a moment of time?

					
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A Banner Day, “Over 38,000 Hits” copyright 2013 John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet

					

					Posted in A Banner Christmas Holiday Day with Over 34000 hits!, A Banner Day of 37000 hits, A Great WordPress Poetry Site, A Texas' Poetry Site at 36000 hits, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,  on May 10, 2013|
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As of May 10th, 2013, the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 38,000 plus hits.  My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my new communities in Henderson County, Texas, Eustace, Texas, Gun Barrel City, Texas and the Nation. 

					
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“Last Wish” copyright 2013 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

					

					Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , ,  on April 29, 2013|
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A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.
A Sunrise each morning reminds me of all the blessings the Lord has rendered me.


It is the quest of a man


to find out who he truly is.


My journey has been long


and difficult.


 


I found love many times.


I lost love many times.


Joy and pain were always


the same.


 


The truth is


we will take nothing with us.


Our flesh quickly becoming


the dust of dunes.


 


I ask forgiveness


to all that I might have hurt


in my journey.


 


I can only hope


that somehow along the way


by example and deed


I have helped others


in their own journey’s.


 


I like you struggled


each day in trying to overcome


the weaknesses of being a human.


 


In remembering me.


Read my words.


Walk briefly in my shoes.


Known that


I finally found


myself.

					
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