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“The Shadows of The Dark” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, a poem about overcoming Depression, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Poems, Winning the Fight Against Depression, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 7, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 

Courtesy of copingwithdepressioncenter.com

 
 
 
I have fought this battle before….. I lost.
It starts with those that are closest to us.
They remind us of our shortcomings
rather than our victories in life.
 
We fight but seem not to overcome
the weight that falls upon our spirit.
We cannot find anyone to reach out to.
 
Those that we thought cared about us or loved us
really are not sincere in their hearts.
We no longer live under illusions.
 
We feel that our life is over.
Our very breathing becomes heavy
the weight upon our lungs for air becomes heavier.
The battle for light begins.
 
We must reach again for the strength of our Lord.
We must armour ourselves.
Before us lays the battlefield.
Prepare for the good fight.

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"The Eternal Kiss" John J. Rigo copyright 2005 "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "The Eternal Kiss" a poem by John J. Rigo, Poetry, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged , , , , , , , on January 5, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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I kiss thee
with my heart
upon my lips.
 
My breath held
in anticipation
of the moment.
 
Held so long
afraid to take
that next breath.
 
for this magic
overtakes me
in this moment
forever locked
in your embrace.
 
 

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“Waking Knight” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Another point of view on Heaven, My Newest Favorite Poem, Poem, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on January 3, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“The Kiss before the Battle with Evil”
Picture Courtesy of pathguy.com

 
Commentary:  It is my belief that all creative writers look for markers along their writing journey that represent improvement in their craft.  This recent written poem is no exception in my almost thirty years of poetry writing.  Within the poem I see my belief in an afterlife,  I see myself as a warrior in defense against Evil representing my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  What a beautiful image to die and awake in such a place in one’s after life.  Thank you Lord for this life and all lives that will be ahead in eternity. 
 
 
 
I awoke
as from a sleep
of death.
 
Long gentle fingers
were rubbing my forehead
the side of my face
touching my lips.
 
As my eyes opened
I knew I was no longer
on my prior world of earth.
 
Before me I beheld
a beautiful maiden
of golden hair
skin of cream and light
eyes of blue/grey and gold.
 
There was no fear within me.
I was at a place where I was meant to be.
I was home in a castle of my Lord‘s place for me.
 
My eyes gazed upon my body.
Upon me where plates of armour.
Gold-Silver and various jewels
incrusted upon them.
 
As the maiden raised my head
I observed the symbols upon my breast-plate.
In the middle in Gold was a Lion.
 
On each side of it were Dragons
standing with their feet gently
touching the Lion.
 
Above the Lion
flew a Golden Eagle
with wings of silver.
 
My armour gleamed
from head to toe
in this beautiful creation.
 
What battle has my Lord
prepared for me in this place?
Who was this maiden
who touches me with a loving touch?
 
The maiden spoke,
“My Lord, Evil awaits for battle.
Prepare thyself.”
 
 
 
 

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“A First Love Never Dies” copyright 2014 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A Poem about "First Love" by John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , on January 2, 2014| Leave a Comment »

The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960. Picture courtesy of Google image search.

The parks of Savannah, Georgia that we use to walk back in 1960. Picture courtesy of Google image search.

There are times
the sadness just rolls over my chest.
Crushing ocean waves upon my heart.
Memories of you return.
 
A first love never dies.
Innocence in love’s discovery
of another.
Pure linen wash were we.
 
Time is a cruel thing.
Relentless in its forward movement.
Removing the taste of the moment
quickly from our lips.
 
Life was uncomplicated then.
Two lovers walking hand and hand
to a Walgreen’s breakfast for $1,98 each
after church in downtown Savannah.
 
The year was 1960
a young man of 18 was I
while you a newly 18
off a recent bus from Happy, Texas.
 
A story book love story
did we own in our shared love.
A first love never dies
but wings through eternity.
 

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"One Night" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Christmas Poem by John J. Rigo, Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on December 24, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of sion.hr

 
Steely the night shown against iced blackness
with a white diamond star blazing in the heavens.
Hints of soft voices whispered in the wind.
 
The weary shepherds pushed forward on their staffs
looking forward to the comfort of their tents.
Beyond the hills the sky glowed.
 
A choir of voices was heard with a sweet clarity
the sound of bells vibrated among the sound of horns.
The animals spooked deaf to the commands of their masters.
 
The wind increased in its volume and strength.
The shepherds were filled with fear.
Light overshadowed the darkness
during the midst of night.
 
Within the light formed
the most beautiful soft
white and gold of human-like forms
shining against the sky.
 
The shepherd’s breath stopped in their throats.
Filled with excitement and happiness beyond their capacity to describe
their skin prickled.
 
Heavenly voices brought words to their ears
words singing of kindness
understanding
peace
and anticipation to these men of the field.
 
The voices told of a special child that would
unlock the gates of fear and bring eternal love
to the future of the world.
 
This happened on a special night
a long long time ago. 
 
 

 

 

 

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“Re-Run” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Passion Never Dies, Remembering the Passion of Youth, Silver-headed men never Die, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 23, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

Courtesy of the special collection of the University of Washington

 
 
It had been many years since he felt that way.
It was a rerun in his memory of the past.
There was fifty years between them.
She was outright flirting with him.
 
He was uncomfortable with it.
He was sitting right there with his Bride.
She acted like his bride was not even in the room.
 
Maybe it was how she got right into his face.
She looked at him like he was something really special.
She touched his knee under the table
as she kneeled before them on the side of the table
to take their dinner order.
 
Just when he accepted that his youth was long gone
she had to come along and remind him
what it felt like to be desired.
She was unfair in doing what she did.
 
Leaving behind the passions of youth
is not an easy thing for a man to do.
The move from passion to wisdom
is painful for any man.  
 
Perhaps ladies there is a lesson here.
Men of Passion never die in their hearts.
The burning heat of creation is part of their DNA.
Never treat your man like he is no longer alive.
 
Within every silver-headed man
still lies the young boy
remembering
wanting
desiring.
 
Laugh not at Passion.
It is as old as the centuries.
Forever faithful.
Forever remembering.
What it was like
to have been loved. 
 
Commentary on Poem:  Shortly after I posted this poem and shared it with one of my friends, their comment was, “John, some folks would just about do anything for a big tip, especially a twenty year old.”  His comment was filled with great laughter.  Frankly I joined the laughter with many big “Ha-Ha’s” on my part.  There is much truth in the saying,  “There is no fool, like an old fool.” Lol 
 

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"I Broke Your Heart" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo future book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in A Broken Heart, A Christmas-centered poem by John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , on December 21, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 

Courtesy of Google Search….author unknown

I broke your heart.
I know when the deed was done.
I knew then
as I know now
I was in love with you.
 
More afraid of failure
than giving myself to you.
I still can hear in my soul
the sound of your tears
on the tape from that day.
 
Two hours of tears and screaming
my name in agony.
I was the center of your agony
in my rejection of your love.
 
It has been twenty-five years
since that day.
A day never goes by
that my thoughts turn to you.
 
In my being
I now know
that the joy I knew with you then
will come again in my death
and hopefully with it
the joy of heaven.
 
If you are reading this
at this very moment
know this is one
who will always love you.

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"One Night" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Christmas Poem by John J. Rigo, Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on December 19, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of sion.hr

 
Steely the night shown against iced blackness
with a white diamond star blazing in the heavens.
Hints of soft voices whispered in the wind.
 
The weary shepherds pushed forward on their staffs
looking forward to the comfort of their tents.
Beyond the hills the sky glowed.
 
A choir of voices was heard with a sweet clarity
the sound of bells vibrated among the sound of horns.
The animals spooked deaf to the commands of their masters.
 
The wind increased in its volume and strength.
The shepherds were filled with fear.
Light overshadowed the darkness
during the midst of night.
 
Within the light formed
the most beautiful soft
white and gold of human-like forms
shining against the sky.
 
The shepherd’s breath stopped in their throats.
Filled with excitement and happiness beyond their capacity to describe
their skin prickled.
 
Heavenly voices brought words to their ears
words singing of kindness
understanding
peace
and anticipation to these men of the field.
 
The voices told of a special child that would
unlock the gates of fear and bring eternal love
to the future of the world.
 
This happened on a special night
a long long time ago. 
 
 

 

 

 

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“Somewhere Along the Way” copyright 2013 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A new poem in December 2013 by John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , on December 18, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

 
Image courtesy of Google image search. Author unknown.

Image courtesy of Google image search. Author unknown.

Somewhere along the way we lost each other.
I do not know exactly when it happened.
In thinking back at different times in our lives
I can only guess.
 
The journey we were on somehow
now goes in different directions
in the deep loneliness we now feel.
 
Memories flood to the mind
of those beautiful days and evenings
long ago when we spent our time
just kissing each other.
 
We were so excited then
in the discovery of our love.
I was truly then
your knight in shining armour.
 
At a time in life
that we should be glowing
in our accomplishments together
we are engaged in anger
with each other.
 
I love you my Darling
above all things
perhaps that is why
this growing void
saddens me so.
 
Oh where Oh were
did our love go?
 
 
 

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"The Journey" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A christmas journey, encrypted_divison_doj9640, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged , , , , , , , , , on December 17, 2013| Leave a Comment »

.....is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013

 
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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