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“Jane is Death” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Jane Parrish is Death, Poetry, The Death of a First Love, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 25, 2013| 4 Comments »

 
 

Jane Parrish, The Venus Apartments, Oak Cliff, 1965 Courtesy of blog.alexwaterhousehayward.com

It was about two years after we broke up that I learned Jane Parrish had died in an auto accident.  This poem is dedicated to her memory.
 
 
I awoke this morning with a start.
I had no thought of her
or dream of her for that matter
in over forty-five years.
 
We were to met again
in the dream.
I was nervous and fearful in seeing her again.
 
Within the dream I realized she truly was my first love
in discovering passion in my being with a woman.
I guess I had blocked her from my mind
all these years.
 
As I waited to see her again
I recalled all those nights of long ago
that sweating love making with her.
 
It was Summer when we met.
Even with the air conditioning at full blast
we both sweated profusely in love making. 
 
She was as tall as me at six feet
blond blue-eyed with beautiful fair skin.
During the time we were together
I could not believe that I was so blessed
in being loved by a woman like that. 
 
I do not know what I did
to lose her love for me.
I am sure
I also blocked that from my mind.
 
In the dream
we sat across from each other
moving our lips
but unable to form words
at the sight of each other.
 
We knew.
We felt the surge of our old passions
for each other.
 
There was nothing to forgive
between us.
There was
only the love to remember
between the both of us.
 
It was such a great dream.
Loved with such passion
is such a gift to us in our lives.
I awoke from the dream
with tears in my eyes.    

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

Posted in Would this be your Last Wish?, tagged , , , , , , , on August 18, 2013| 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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"I Want To Be IN LOVE Again" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on August 10, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
 
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I want to be IN LOVE again.
I know you love me,
and I love you.
I miss being IN LOVE
that mysterious
wonderful feeling of being IN LOVE.
 
That feeling that one has
when the one they love walks into a room.
The way the background fades
and all you can see
is them.
 
I miss the way my body felt when I was touched.
The way that my breath was hard to catch after kissing.
I miss those soul kisses that touched the very core of me.
 
I miss the way electricity went down my body
when I was dancing with you. 
This was how I felt when I was IN LOVE.
I want to be
IN LOVE again.

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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, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , on July 31, 2013| 1 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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“To the Son I Never Had” copyright 2012, John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A Christmas Thought: Looking back at the Son I Never Had, tagged , , , , , , , on July 8, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
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This morning I thought of the Son I never had.
Today he would have been Fifty.
My son might have changed the world.
 
It would have been a better world
if my son had been born.
He may have been our President today.
 
It was fifty years ago
that at twenty-one
that my childhood bride
wanted to start a family.
 
It had only been a year
that I had been honorably discharged
from serving four years of military service.
 
It was a hard financial year for us both.
We were finally getting on our feet
with a new home and good jobs.
I told my child bride I wanted to wait. 
  
It was a month later
that she filed for a divorce.
It left me a shattered man
for a very long time.
 
There is no man
that lives a life
without some regrets.
 
Those regrets
seem to come
more often
lately.
 
 
 
 

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Complicated is Man…

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on June 14, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Keli is one of my favorite followers, and I of her. The internet renders both gift and fowl. I have always found in her postings, love and inspiration…..what more can any man ask of any woman?

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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 upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , on May 22, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
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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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“Often I Think of You” copyright 2005 (Revised), John J. Rigo, “Rainbows Amidst Storms” Book II of the Amidst Series of Poetry Books

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , on May 17, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
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Often I think of you
in the time of our youth
when it was just us.
 
Sunshine glowed when we were together.
The grief of our former lives made us a pair.
Then our lives were simpler.
Filled with few things
but rich in much love.
 
Sometimes I wonder if you think of me on occasion.
Did you put aside as I have
the separation of our love
the anger
the hurt
that we both suffered?
 
Beauty is in those memories.
The thoughts of us at that time
are sweeter and more beautiful
when they cross my mind.
 
In daydreams of simpler times
my thoughts question where you are now.
Did you find happiness?
Did you have the children
that we never had?
 
Although many years have passed
I sent to you my love from a former time
with blessings for your happiness.
 
I also send my wish and hope
that in the eternity to come
we will meet as loving friends.
Until then
often will I think of you.
 
 

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"Her Eyes Were Also Brown" copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , on April 18, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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It was an open house of a new resident in the community.
I sat on point near a corner of the room
a kind of observation post of those coming into the room.
 
There you stood looking at me from afar.
There was a blackberry in your hand texting someone.
You came and sat next to me.
 
You asked me if the room seemed warm.
You told me your hands were sweating.
I explained that I got a kind of butterflies when I met new people.
 
I learned through disciple long ago to overcome being uncomfortable.
Forty years in sales changes many things about an individual.
You could not be more than eighteen
brown hair and the deepest of brown eyes.
 
You kept looking a me strangely
like you had always knew me.
A memory came to my mind.
It was my childhood bride of eighteen.
 
You looked very much like her.
Her eyes were also Brown. 
I remembered how I felt about her.
 
I loved her in a special deep way.
There is something about a first love
that always makes it special in memories through life.
 
I saw her in you
the hair
the eyes
the way you smiled at me.
 
We talked of college and your first year.
The difficulties you were having with some of your studies.
You said goodby in a formal way and left.
 
It was like you leaving again.
I think of you often and those early days
in my life that we shared as two lost children together.
 
There always will be something special about you
and those days in my mind
many years ago.
 
Take care my love
wherever you may be this day.
Remember that I still think of you
and yes in my way
I still love you.
 
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“Embracing Life” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A poem about embracing Life., tagged , , , , , , , on March 14, 2013| 7 Comments »

 
 

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Embrace your Youth.
The ticks of time move more quickly
than observed or counted. 
 
Embrace the Love of your Youth.
The embers lose their warm 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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