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“A Time Caught in the Past” copyright 2014, John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in The precious Gift of Memory, tagged , , , on August 1, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
Jane Parrish, Oak Clif Apartments, Dallas, 1964

Jane Parrish, Oak Clif Apartments, Dallas, 1964

I found myself thinking of you this evening.
I had you in my arms.
We were kissing.
It was a long time ago.
 
I could not explain
why tears were rolling down my check
at that very moment.
 
Pershaps it was knowing
that time was now long gone.
The time we were starlight lovers
would never be again.
 
I am so thankful
this evening
that memory is still mine.

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

Posted in A Poem rendering Insight to a Texas' Poet and Commentator, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , on March 3, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
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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"The Insight of Our Lives" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "The Insight of Our Lives" by John J. Rigo Texas' Poet, Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on August 26, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

 
 
"he insight of our Lives" by Texas' Poet John J. Rigo

“he insight of our Lives” by Texas’ Poet John J. Rigo

Every so often
God in His mercy
renders us the insight
of our lives.
 
The purpose of all of this
which most of the time
remains hidden.
 
It is a way of keeping the gift before us.
A way to show us what we are here for
and what is ahead.
 
A way of sharing the joy
to encourage us
to reward us
to place us on the path of wholeness.
 
It is but part of second
a flash of memory that lingers on
leaving the shape of hope
and faith bound to us
within the depth of us.

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“A Soldier’s Farewell” copyright 2005 John J. Rigo, excerpt from first published poetry book, “Roses Amidst Thorns”

Posted in A Soldier Leaving His Love, tagged , , , , , , , on August 13, 2013| Leave a Comment »

  
Soldier rendering goodby kiss courtesy of Google image search.

Soldier rendering goodby kiss courtesy of Google image search.

It is time to say goodby.
I can see my sadness in your eyes.
Is this the goodby kiss
that will always be in your memory?
 
Press closer to me.
Imprint my soul
with your being.
 
Please do not look
into my eyes.
The sadness will always
be there
until we are one again
in our happiness.
 
 
  

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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| 1 Comment »

 
 
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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“Touched By Forgotten Love” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Touched by Forgotten Love., tagged , , , , , on June 30, 2012| Leave a Comment »

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It was yesterday at my favorite pizza place in McKinney, Texas
that you came forth and touched me.
There you were with long blond hair in a pony tail.
 
Tall, beautiful and bright as you approached me.
Your arms reached around my neck
your body pressed close to me
as you kissed my cheek.
 
Within me something stirred
a regretfully forgotten memory of long ago.
You said your name
as if I should have had immediate recall.
I did not.
 
My wife related that yes I should remember her
from thirty years ago in my life.
She was a member of my ex-wife’s family.
Still I do not remember her.
 
What a two-fold Blessing and Curse.
To be touched by Love from our past
and yet not recall such love from another time.
 
Still this day
I carry the memory
of being touched by Love.
It was truly wonderful. 

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