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"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 Another poem from the "Master Series of Poetry" by John J. Rigo, Lord Guide my Life, One of Seven Poems of the "Master Series" by John J. Rigo, Poetry, The Secret to Gain Eternal Life, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , on February 25, 2015| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“One of Seven Poems of “The Master‘s Series of Poetry.”

On this day
the Master revealed
His greatest gift to mankind.
 
This gift was rendered on a mountain of stone
reflected on a setting sun
to a multitude of many
in one of the many lessons
given to multitudes in those years. 
 
The question
that came toward the end of that day
was, “ Master, what is the greatest gift
that God gives to all of us?”  asked the young
man in the multitude of that day.
 
The Master replied,
“The greatest gift that my Father gives to all
is the secret of Forgiveness.
 
In rendering forgiveness to ones self
and also forgiveness of others
does a sinner reveal
the keys to heaven
and the eternal Love of our Father.
 
Forgiveness assures the eternal love of the Father
and being in the arms of His Love forever.”
So said the Master of my life
on this day.

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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, A Memory of Breaking Another's Heart, A Poem by John J. RIgo dealing with a Broken Heart, A Poem in Remembering a Broken Heart by John J. Rigo, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on January 22, 2015| 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-eight 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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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Poet and Commentator remembers his departed friends, Friends of a Lifetime by John J. Rigo, Passed away friends are never replaced, Real Friends only come once in a Lifetime, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on January 2, 2015| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
Commentary for January 2nd, 2014:  It always seem right at the beginning of a new year that many of us come to the realization more deeply what true friendship is really about.  I find myself with just one friend in that category.  In Don, I see me.  We both adore our wife’s.  We both believe that the world did not owe us a living.  We are both deep in our 70’s and realize are days are greatly “numbered,” yet we try to face each day with courage.  Thank you Don Ball this New Year of 2015 as to what “Friendship” really means.
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last-minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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"Hugs" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo (Revised) upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in A Major Connection in Human Relationships, Christmas Hugs A Poem about Hugs by John J. Rigo, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, The Wonder of a Hug, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", Why "Hugs" are Special this Christmas of 2014, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 17, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
There is something wonderous about a hug.
It is a way of saying,”you are special to me.”
A step beyond the boundries of formal convention.
 
The assurance of a heart touching a heart.
A touch of comfort to calm a grieving heart.  
A cheek touching a cheek
with a kiss of greeting.
 
Whether a man to man
or woman to woman
or man to woman
or woman to man
there are no limits to showing
our love for another.
 
We are all souls in His creation
with an eternal bond between us all.
The hug is the sign of our sisterhood and brotherhood.
 
Let it not become forgotten in your life
it is precious honey to the wounds of this life
forever giving
forever loving
in the wonder of love
to us all.
 
 

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"Friends of a Lifetime" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A Poet and Commentator remembers his departed friends, Friends of a Lifetime by John J. Rigo, Passed away friends are never replaced, Real Friends only come once in a Lifetime, Remembering Lost Friends at Christmas time from a Texas' Poet, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on December 7, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
It is the Christmas Season of 2014 here at Cedar Creek Lake in East Texas.  Today, I recall my long gone friends of many years.  Wherever you may both be this day,  remember this is one of your friends that misses you both terribly.
 
 
With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
 
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
 
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
 
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
 
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
 
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
 
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
 
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
 
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
 
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
 
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
 
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
 
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
 
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
 

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"Hugs" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo (Revised) upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in A Major Connection in Human Relationships, Christmas Hugs A Poem about Hugs by John J. Rigo, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, The Wonder of a Hug, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on November 11, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
There is something wonderous about a hug.
It is a way of saying,”you are special to me.”
A step beyond the boundries of formal convention.
 
The assurance of a heart touching a heart.
A touch of comfort to calm a grieving heart.  
A cheek touching a cheek
with a kiss of greeting.
 
Whether a man to man
or woman to woman
or man to woman
or woman to man
there are no limits to showing
our love for another.
 
We are all souls in His creation
with an eternal bond between us all.
The hug is the sign of our sisterhood and brotherhood.
 
Let it not become forgotten in your life
it is precious honey to the wounds of this life
forever giving
forever loving
in the wonder of love
to us all.
 
 

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"A Terrible Thing to Waste" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Honor Love, Poetry, The Importance of Love, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 29, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of heavenawaits.wordpress.com

A heart is a terrible thing to waste.
If one comes to you with this offering
do not scoff too quickly.
 
Love is a precious gift.
It is precious to the one who gives love
and very precious to the one who receives it.
 
Do not be hardened to this gift.
Accept this gift with kindness
and tenderness.
 
Love is the joy of life.
Love is the light of life.
Love is the soul of life.
 
Be thankful and gentle
in the receiving of love
even if this love
is not the love you seek.
 
Remember one day
you will be judged as a human.
You will be judged to the degree that you loved.
 
More importantly
how kindly you received love.
Love in its many forms
is God showing
His face to us.
A heart is a terrible thing to waste. 

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"Dreams of Revelations" copyright 2009, John J. Rigo, A lost poem recovered that will be found in upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Dreams of Revelations by John J. Rigo, Is Death but a Crossover to Joy?, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , , on October 12, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
Dreams of Revelations

Dreams of Revelations

I awoke this morning
with the warmth, taste, and smell of my dreams
still lingering upon my body.
 
My lips were still moving in formed words
of forgiveness, on my part
with a request for forgiveness of those
whose warmth I felt upon me.
 
I awoke with a joy
and a sadness,
beyond words to describe.
I felt the need to tell of this dream
this past night.
 
It was a dream of forgiveness
forgiveness of the past.
A rejoining of old loves
long gone from today
but not forgotten.
 
The joy of reuniting was pure
and without hurt.
The embraces were real.
The words of happiness real.
 
There was no bitterness
other than the sweetness of memories from the past.
We had long forgiven each other
for our past hurts.
Hurts rendered
by our own lacking of thought.
 
The joy of the moment
was all that was important.
I fought to hold on to those moments.
 
I did not want to let them go.
Moments of love, happiness
revisited from days past.
 
Is this what love and happiness is all about
in its reincarnation from the past?
Is this what the past-over in death
to another life, is all about?
 
A new life with forgiveness
behind us, and only joy before us?
If it is so, then I face death with hope and joy.
No longer will I have
the dark fear that use to follow me.
 
Thank you Lord
for giving me insight this day
from the visits of my night.
 
I face this new day
seeking new signs
of my Lord’s Love for me. 
 
 
 
 
    

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“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 , , , , , , , on October 3, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of asmp.org

“Many times we must find and then lose Love to really appreciate it when finally finding it……. again.” quote John J. Rigo
 
Embrace your Youth.
The ticks of time move more quickly
than observed or counted. 
 
Embrace the Love of your Youth.
The embers lose their warmth and glow
more quickly than our memories will capture.
 
Embrace the Wisdom 
that is bestowed upon you.
It will carry you
through the dark days
before you.  
 
Curse not your regrets.
They are but markers along the road. 
Regrets render the opportunity
to seek forgiveness.
 
Embrace your Lord
with Love and Worship.
He will Bless you along the road
and to the final place
of His Love for you. 

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

Posted in A Poem with a summation of my life by John J. Rigo, Would this be your Last Wish?, tagged , , , , , , , on September 1, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 
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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