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

Posted in A Poem by Award Winning Poet John J. Rigo, Another point of view on Heaven, My Newest Favorite Poem, Poem, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 8, 2014| Leave a Comment »

Image courtesy of Google Image Search. Poem by award winning poet John J. Rigo of East Texas.

Image courtesy of Google Image Search. Poem by award winning poet John J. Rigo of East Texas.

Poem "Waking Knight" by John J. Rigo. Image courtesy of Google Image search.

Poem “Waking Knight” by John J. Rigo. Image courtesy of Google Image search.

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

Posted in Christmas Hugs A Poem about Hugs by John J. Rigo, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , on December 12, 2013| 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 Gift Of Treasure" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming poetry book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Love Surpasses Death, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 6, 2013| 1 Comment »

Courtesy photo by Pat Dollins. Taken at Treasure Hunters Roadshow in Placerville.

 
I tried to think of a gift
that would be special to you.
A gift of treasure that would endure
thru the days of our lifes.
 
Would gold and jewels
things that could rust
and turn to dust
in the sands of time
be such a gift?
 
I think not
for the earth holds many trinkets from the ages.
Trinkets buried deeply in the earth
long forgotten of their purpose.
Forgotten of the song they held so long ago.
 
I give thee my words of my heart
that are enclosed within the eternity of my soul.
Eternity with such a gift
that will go beyond the decaying trinkets of the earth.
 
If it is God’s will that death should temporary seperate us
this gift shall be my seal of love
to clothe you in the light of my love
and carry you forward to the day
we shall meet again in the eternity that is before us.
 
It will be a place without pain
hurt or further sorrow for us.
A place where we shall again open the seal of my love.
A place where we will laugh again in joy each day
in the wonder of our love.

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"Chemo" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming Poetry Book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Chemo, Is Chemo part of a "Get Rich Program", Poem, Poem regarding Cancer, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , on September 29, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of answersto.wordpress.com

 
 
I could see the sadness in her eyes
as each chunk of her golden hair came forth in her hand.
She placed her once shining, golden flax into a plastic bag
to be reminded of the beauty of her hair.
 
Her hair stylist assured her that baking soda
washed gently in her hair would prevent
the falling of her hair from her scalp.
 
In giving her this suggestion
the stylist refused to cut her hair shorter
in order to make her lost easier to bear.
The stylist was wrong.
 
Bear witness to the shining and blotched scalp
where beautiful golden hair once resided.
Nightmares of her past returned to her.
 
Remembrance of a childhood ring worm of her head
returned to haunt her again
of laughing classmates
finger-pointing to stocking capped head.
 
The Spector of Death upon a black chair
drove her to the decision
to move forward to this dreaded treatment.
 
Was the fear real
or made to fill the pockets of her doctors?
Payments for the Rolls convertible that sat
shiny and pale green in the doctor’s slot
of the cancer treatment center.
 
A large cow-like-barn room
where milking looking machines of death
pumped their questionable medicine into their hosts.
 
A winged angel of slow death
masked as an Angel of Life
to claim another possible victim
in its green flow of money from perhaps
its victims?
 
Dear God,
please protect
the one I love so dearly
from this possible
self-inflicted treatment.
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"What Can I Do This Day?" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Poem, What Can You Do Today?, tagged , , , , , , , on September 12, 2013| Leave a Comment »

Courtesy of livingthebalancelife.com

 
 
 
The road we travel is not the same road for all of us.
When you see someone in pain.

Reach Out

Give some part of yourself to make their day
a day filled with less pain.
Love goes beyond just words in our daily life.
We need to give beyond ourselves.

Reach Out

Give a part of yourself.
You will only become more human
in your caring and giving.

Reach Out

You too have felt the pain of loneliness
and deep blackness.
Love came to you in blessings you never thought would be.
They came to you.

Reach Out

Remember to share your fortune.
We are one
that is the soul of all of us.

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"There Was a Certain Grace" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in Curse not me for thy will become Cursed, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 9, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

“The Lord Defeats my Enemies Thru Michael who brings Death and Destruction to their doors…..Bless the Lord’s name, be in awe in the power of his angel.”

There was a certain grace to the look of him facing death.
He did not seem to have succumbed to the idea of dying.
He stood tall and proud with a direct look into your eyes.
His bearing, his eyes, said many things.
 
His eyes said he had lived a life of honor
and without shame
as to who
and what he was
as a person.
 
If he was guilty of any deep emotion
it was to have loved too much.
He had loved many in his life
giving all he had to give
to each relationship
without a reserve held.
He was always the one hurt
the deepest in the leaving.
 
If you ever knew him
you would never forget him
whether for a few minutes or several years
in the sharing part of a day with him.
 
He lived as a man
protecting the ones he loved.
He loved in the best of circumstances.
He loved in the worst of circumstances.
 
I am glad I got to know him on a personal level.
There were days of doubt in knowing this person.
“Yes” as one said about him in a dissenting way
“He always came out smelling like a rose.”
 You ask, “How did I know this man so well?”
It was easy knowing him
for you see
he was me. 
 

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

Posted in Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on September 9, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

Courtesy of vi.sualize.us

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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“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 September 2, 2013| 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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“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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