Posted in A Poem about an Abuser of Woman, Uncategorized, tagged Abuser, Arts, Game, God, Jesus, Online Writing, Poetry, Religion and Spirituality, Texas, The Abuser on August 7, 2013|
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Courtesy of tatoodonkey.com
The words were hammered blows to my heart.
A stranger would dare not speak such words to me
crushing fists would they find quickly pounding their bodies.
The slap of the glove upon their face,
to face certain death on the field of honor.
The answer to your acts are simple enough,
you are an abuser of woman.
Your love of God and Jesus but a front
a lie to all.
Deep within your heart lies hate still pouring
on one who has loved you beyond all others.
A faithful friend
you no longer are to me.
I have seen your soul.
It is dark, black and ridden with the shit of the world
upon your lips.
Oh where, oh where did my love go.
You are without honor, heroism or truth in your declared love.
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Courtesy of withgratitudeandgrace.com
The mystery of lives lies before the veils of eternity.
Youth fades, beauty dims in the life before us.
There is one constant in this phyical world;
it is the Love that our Lord has
for each and everyone of us.
Move ahead with faith in the Lord.
He was here before eternity existed.
He was planning your new home
even then.
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Posted in Overcoming the Fear of Death, Uncategorized, tagged life after death, Lord, McKinney Texas, New Age, not fearing death, Peace, Religion and Spirituality, Texas, the eternal versus now, there is life after death on July 16, 2013|
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Courtesy of lightofheaven.com
I awoke as from my normal sleep
I had died in the night while asleep.
I had no fear
I was at peace.
My spiritual body no longer had pain
That nagging toothache was gone
I still had a body of sorts
It was pure energy ever-growing.
My field of vision was three sixty
not just forward and to the side.
I could see all around me.
I was in a land of beauty
that my former body
would not have been able to tolerate
the radiance of its sheer beauty
would have crashed a physical body.
From afar a white silvery figure approached
It was my Lord in robes of flowing enegy.
His spiritual hand reached for mine.
With a gentle tug
He remarked,
“Come….we are going Home.”
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Posted in Uncategorized, tagged Arts, God, Health, Lord, Online Writing, Poetry, Recreation, Religion and Spirituality, Texas on June 24, 2013|
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Courtesy of thefallenknight.com
“I have become a weary knight tired of battle.”
You get to a point in life
where you get a belly-full of people.
It is a slow process.
You get tired in reaching out.
You find you no longer want to be
the nice guy to all those folks in your life
that are thoughtless
totally self-serving
and basically
losers in their own life’s.
There is a calmness of spirit
you reach within your inner self.
Your body no longer does the things
you want it to do.
You realize how frail
you have become.
You no longer carry
the same fear of death.
Your greatest realization.
Those you love
do not love you back
in a kind and loving way.
You become closer
to the spirit and love
of your Lord.
The centering peace
in finding this
is now what is really important
in your life.
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Courtesy of Arlington
Someone asked me once
what I wanted to be
when I finally grew up.
I said to them, “Let me be a poet
with words that are never forgotten
in my journey of life.
Let my journey be one of joy
discovered in sorrow
to all of those who read my words.
When death finally enters my door
a special note upon my stone
I request be placed in memory of me
upon an earth that I visited
for a short time.
Let the words in simple chiseled letters
read thusly, ‘He was not a simple man
for God did not make him so.
He only wanted to be simply known
as a poet.'”
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Proposed Book Jacket for upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy” by John J. Rigo
It was a like a double slap to my soul
when the full realization came to me this morning.
The best parts of my life are behind me.
It was now the reality
it was all downhill now.
From this point
it will be the aging process taking its toll.
Sickness, pain, grieve, sorrow will be common daily friends.
Many medical professionals will call this a state of depression
while I consider that one should be mature to stand up to a reality check.
The greatest gift that I can hope to maintain
is the gift of my memory of time in recalling my life.
The times that I felt I was truly loved.
Loved to a depth beyond just words.
It seem the word “Love” is carelessly used by many.
I have found myself in a place
that the greatest peace comes to me
when I am totally alone with my God.
Speaking with Him
as my closest friend
brings me great comfort.
There has been more disappointments in my life
with those who claim to be “Men of God.”
I now look at my experiences with organized religion
as another form of cosmic joke on humans.
It is all about buildings and the ego’s of their care-takers.
A mistaken belief drilled into the minds of individuals
that our God awaits in some ego-centered church structure.
Nothing could be further from truth in our Loving Lord’s plans for us.
I have now come to the realization that organized religion’s goal
is to separate us from our loving bond with God.
Churches are places of the world
not places in time and space
that strengthens our relationship with God.
I pray each day
for more wisdom to know my Lord.
I now know that blessed wisdom
lies within my own being.
At this point in my life
I must take more time to listen
to the whispered words of my best friend
and companion.
That spirit……….
…………. is…. my Lord and God.
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Courtesy of lightofheaven.com
I awoke as from my normal sleep
I had died in the night while asleep.
I had no fear
I was at peace.
My spiritual body no longer had pain
That nagging toothache was gone
I still had a body of sorts
It was pure energy ever-growing.
My field of vision was three sixty
not just forward and to the side.
I could see all around me.
I was in a land of beauty
that my former body
would not have been able to tolerate
the radiance of its sheer beauty
would have crashed a physical body.
From afar a white silvery figure approached
It was my Lord in robes of flowing enegy.
His spiritual hand reached for mine.
With a gentle tug
He remarked,
“Come….we are going Home.”
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Courtesy of fotolog.com
Many have the belief
that there is perfection in this world.
It does not exist
on this earth and plane for us.
We are only privileged to see
feel and hear parts of perfection
but never the whole of perfection.
The pieces that represent
the beauty of God and heaven
are shown in glimpses each day
in our lives on this earth.
It is our soul that catches these flashes of eternity
and renders us the perfection of God.
It is through prayer
and centering ourselves
in the love of God
that we are privileged to gain knowledge
of the eternity that is before us.
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Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, Poetry, The "Master Series of Poetry", tagged Arts, Christianity, Forgiveness, God, Jesus, Lord, Master, Religion and Spirituality on April 14, 2013|
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Courtesy of Google search
A beautiful day beckoned.
The sides of the hills were golden
with fields of grain.
The Cypress trees were green
among great expanses of gleaming flat rocks.
An ideal day born for the enjoyment of the sun
and the wondrous words of the Master.
The crowd began to thin toward the afternoon sunset.
The Master was weary.
Many were the questions of the day.
The answers required much of His strength to loudly speak
the words of wisdom to the crowd.
As the Master prepared to depart
a young man in the crowd shouted a question
in His direction.
The Master’s followers tried to quiet the man
to preserve their Lord‘s voice.
They knew He was exhausted from the
long day of preaching.
The young man shouted again,
“Master, what can I do in my life that would be
pleasing to my Lord and God?”
In hearing this question
the crowd stopped movement
in their departure.
The crowd turned as one toward
where the Master stood.
Raising up to His full height
the Master looked over the crowd
with the kindest of smiles and He said,
“The mirrors of your own souls are within the eyes of
your brothers and sisters.
If you see hunger in those eyes around you
break the bread and share it.
If you see sorrow
share your tears with your brethren.
If fear overcomes your neighbors
stand with them
for numbers overcome fear.
Above all of these
love your neighbor
as you love your children.
My love protects your brethren
as it protects you.
This sharing of your love in my Father’s name
will be pleasing to your Lord and God.
In this sharing of your love without reserve
without reward
without a counting
will you be given
the glories of eternity.”
These words were spoken this day
by the Master of my life.
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English: Icon of Jesus Christ (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
We often run from ourselves.
We seek change from where we were.
We then find that our lives became a circle.
A new love
is the image
of the old love.
The new neighborhood
has the same uncaring neighbors
of the old neighborhood.
It is then we discover
we have only been running
from ourselves.
True change in life
in finding happiness begins
when we find Christ.
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