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"If I Were God" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in A God Poem, tagged , , , , , , , on July 4, 2012| Leave a Comment »

1959 Painting by John J. Rigo, Titled, “Mother’s Sorrow”

If I were God
would I have done things any differently?
 
In the mist of my creation
would I have made beings
who would worship me
built into their souls?
 
I think not
for love is only love
when given freely.
 
Is it not said
that we are made in His image?
 
Would not His Love be the ultimate
universal love?
 
If we would give our life for the one we loved
would God render any less
in giving His life for us?
 
In God’s love for us
would enduring a day of pain
be a fair exchange to insure that all those He loved
would be with Him?
 
If you were God
would you have done the same for me?  

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"What Can I Do This Day?" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on July 3, 2012| 2 Comments »

Courtesy of livingthebalancelife.com

 
 
 
The road we travel is not the same road for all of us.
When you see someone in pain.

Reach Out

Give some part of yourself to make their day
a day filled with less pain.
Love goes beyond just words in our daily life.
We need to give beyond ourselves.

Reach Out

Give a part of yourself.
You will only become more human
in your caring and giving.

Reach Out

You too have felt the pain of loneliness
and deep blackness.
Love came to you in blessings you never thought would be.
They came to you.

Reach Out

Remember to share your fortune.
We are one
that is the soul of all of us.

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“Northern Skies” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Sunset view prior to 4th of July 2012 on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas, tagged , , , , on July 2, 2012| 1 Comment »

Northern Sunset from Norwood Shores in Gun Barrel City, Texas on Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas, July 1, 2012 by John J. Rigo, OZ our home.

 
 
It was toward evening as I glazed at the setting sun to the North.
A beautiful sight assaulted my eyes
as the sun set upon the horizon.
 
Whether East, West, South or North
the Glory of our Lord
abounds before us. 

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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 »

Courtesy of 123rf.com

 
 
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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“Angel Hair” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A Vision of Angel Hair, tagged , , , , , on June 30, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Picture taken with Samsung Smart Phone on June 30, 2012 at 7 a.m. on Northwood Shores in Gun Barrel City, Texas on Cedar Creek Lake.

This morning my eyes beheld the beautiful hair of angels.
It was upon the morning skies before me.
Long strands of silver across the raising sun.
 
Surely the blessings of our Lord
are before us each day.
Clear signs of his glory and love
for us all. 

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"Chemo" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming Poetry Book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Chemo, Poem, Poem regarding Cancer, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on June 26, 2012| 1 Comment »

Courtesy of answersto.wordpress.com

 
 
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 decision
to move forward to this dreaded treatment.
 
Was the fear real
or made to fill the pockets of her doctors?
Payments for the Rolls convertible that sat
shiny and pale green in the doctor’s slot
of the cancer treatment center.
 
A large cow-like-barn room
where milking looking machines of death
pumped their questionable medicine into their hosts.
 
A winged angel of slow death
masked as an Angel of Life
to claim another possible victim
in its green flow of money from perhaps
its victims?
 
Dear God,
please protect
the one I love so dearly
from this possible
self-inflicted treatment.

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"The Connection" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poem, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , on June 25, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of my.opera.com

 
 
We knew immediately
that there was something
very special between us. 
It happened in the first moment
our eyes met and our hands touched. 
 
We reached into our minds
within the same second
for a prior memory of us. 
The memory was a distant eternal calling
of another time and dimension. 
 
We both knew
it was not of this time
in this space
in this moment.
 
Both of our eyes wanted
to turn away in embarrassment 
as our faces flushed
in the awkwardness of the moment. 
 
A warm recalling passion
overtook our thoughts.  
We mouthed our formal greetings 
like children at play.
 
Our voices slightly breaking
in forming the words 
of our greeting. 
 
An instant heat played upon our lips 
created electricity in our hands touching. 
We knew in that very moment 
an eternity of prior lovers 
had been before
this moment in time.
 
Without reason
for the meeting to linger 
we regretfully broke
the magic that bound us. 
Where we meant
to be rejoined again?

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Posted in A Commentary and Poem, tagged , on June 24, 2012| Leave a Comment »

There are very few individuals that we met in a lifetime that make a positive impression on us. Joe was that kind of human.

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

Joe passed away on February 12th, 2010.
It was after the record snow storm of February 2010.
The power went out in their home.
 
He and is wife, Christine were moving into temporary
quarters in the New Comfort Inn of Mabank, Texas
when he quietly passed on.
Joe would have been 81.
 
Joe was a sweet, loving and very kind man.
He loved McKinney, Texas.
Whenever he spoke of McKinney
his face took on a glow of peace,
his childhood, his friends, his memories
were many of those days in McKinney.
 
There was a deep longing in his voice
for some of those memories.
Some of those memories were with extreme joy,
while others seemed to carry regret.
 
As with all of us,
one could not have lived a full life
without a certain amount of regret.
 
I will miss Joe
and our talks,
when he sat down with…

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“Hell Is Real” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, tagged , on June 19, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of hellhappens.com

Hell is real.
I know this to be true.
It is not a myth nor a tale.
 
It was twenty-five years ago
I had a seizure reaction from a pain medication.
I had sprained my back and a doctor
rendered this med to ease my pain.
 
One moment I was doing my morning shave
the next memory was waking up in an intensive care room.
I had been unconscious for ten days while hooked up to a dialysis machine. 
 
During that ten days I found myself in the bowels of the earth.
Darkened catacombs of tunnels with fearful creatures pursing me.
The creatures were made of the worse of nightmares
clawing and hissing as they chased me thru these endless tunnels.
 
I knew without the slightest doubt that I was truly in Hell.
It is Biblically noted that Jesus visited Hell for three days.
The visit was my Lord’s Revelation that Heaven and Hell
truly exists in the futures before us.
 
The question to ask yourself this day
is whether you are leading a life
that will make Heaven
your future home?  

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“Twilight Suffering” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , on June 15, 2012| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of jesussaves.com

As I approach the twilight time of my life
the answer has come to an important question.
 
The question deals with the pain, the suffering, the depression
that we all must deal with 
in our elder years.
 
Why should our minds
or our physical bodies deteriorate in such a way?
 
In tearful recall of our youth
is that all we are left with?
 
I thought of Jesus
my Lord and Savior
I thought of His suffering before His death.
 
There is much about this world that can bring
happiness and blessings.
There are many things that our physical bodies
wish not to depart from in this world.
 
Whether it be the beauty created by our God
or the love connections
that are so important to us.
 
Could our suffering be but a gift from our Lord?
A way to make the release easier from this physical world?
 
Perhaps in the suffering is the blessing
in knowing we are going to
a far happier place in our eternity.

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