Posts Tagged ‘Poetry’
"Memory" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns" (Note: to be considered PG13)
Posted in A Love Poem from my First Published Book John J. Rigo, Poetry, The Passions of Love, Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged a binding of hearts, a connection of all our souls, A love poem by a McKinney Texas poet, A McKinney Poet, A McKinney Poets' charity programs, A non-profit fund raising opportunity for the Collin County area of Texas, Poetry, Top 200 poets internationally in Who's Who, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on June 8, 2014| Leave a Comment »
"What Is The Secret Key To Eternal Life?" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy" The Seventh poem of the Master’s Series
Posted in Lord Guide my Life, One of Seven Poems of the Master Series of Poetry, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged a binding of hearts, a connection of all our souls, A non-profit fund raising opportunity for the Collin County area of Texas, A published poet who has won the Collin County Texas Poetry Award, Another Poem from "The Master's Series of Poetry.", Poetry, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on June 6, 2014| Leave a Comment »
“The Return Dread of Cancer” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”
Posted in Cancer: The Returning Dread, Dealing with the return of Cancer, Poetry, The Fear of Cancer's Return, tagged Cancer, Cancer the fluid of the Medical Profession, Dealing with Dread of Cancer, Poetry, Why is Cancer not prevented?, Why must our Love ones suffer with Cancer? on May 15, 2014| 2 Comments »
“I Will Never Be Loved Like That Again” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”
Posted in Recalling Past Love a poem by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged Arts, Games, Lord, Online Writing, Poetry, Romance, Texas, Word on May 14, 2014| Leave a Comment »
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.
"I Have Never Gotten Comfortable With Death" (Revised) copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy"
Posted in A Poem About Facing Death by John J. Rigo, Remembering Our Loved Ones, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged Arts, Health, Online Writing, Philosophy, Poetry, Romance, Stepfamily, Texas on May 10, 2014| Leave a Comment »
“Embracing Life” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”
Posted in "Embracing Life" a poem by John J. Rigo, A poem about embracing Life., tagged Arts, Christianity, Forgiveness, God, Lord, Poetry, relationships, Religion and Spirituality on May 9, 2014| 4 Comments »
“Death of a Home” copyright 2005 John J. Rigo, published poetry book, “Roses Amidst Thorns”
Posted in What "Tough Love" is all About., What Happens to a Home Without Tough Love, tagged Arts, Drug overdose, God, marriage, Online Writing, Poetry, relationships, Stepfamily, Texas on May 6, 2014| 2 Comments »
Earlier in my life in a previous marriage I became a step-father to three children. When I married their Mother, the youngest boy was age six named _ _ _ _. _ _ _ _ was both a druggie, thief and mentally unbalanced. I suspect the mental problems came from his Father at his own birth since his real Father died of a drug overdose.
The boy for fourteen years of that marriage brought me nothing but pain and grief each day of that marriage. When it came to choosing between me or him by now my ex-wife of more than thirty years ago, she choose him. He destroyed her life both from a mental point of view beside a financial one.
Today my ex lives in the same now broken down home because of this boy who today in his late forties has been in and out of prison and more than likely is living with her. His life and her life are a great example of what “Tough Love” and its lack of on her part, is all about. The following poem is on the first page of my first published poetry book.
The house was saddened. Though occupied it appeared not. The uncut hedge nearest the street rose to a height of many feet. The brushes around the house had not been trimmed in close to a year. Amidst peeling paint and wild dandelions in the yard was a yearning for love which the house received year’s past. Inside the home pale and yellowed walls reflected the internal sickness that destroyed the love of its adult inhabitants. A sickness born of a young mind bounded by the disciplines of evil in his youth. Torn wallpaper marked the first surrender of this youth’s mother to a childish whim in year’s past. Pride departed now shown in the dishes and pots piled on the kitchen sink with crusted leftovers from last week. The curtains were partly open from a previous night not for the sun of day but a beacon to unwelcomed intruders of night by the youth of the house. The smell of evil engulfed the house. A pungent sickly odor exhaled by the youth of the house which brought the gaze of forgetfulness to the point of nowhere. He sat proudly overseeing his domain. His position secure to sleep to play to reach new highs in his world of bright lights and swirling thoughts. He had won. He now had his mother his protector and provider all to himself. The man of the house which became no one departed with his things. The youth laughed and laughed in sheer joy at his victory.










