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“Life, Death and Life Again” copyright 2013, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on August 4, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
Courtesy of withgratitudeandgrace.com

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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"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 July 25, 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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“Realization III” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Living a Life without Love, tagged , , , , , , , on May 23, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“Bring Love and Joy to my World.” Courtesy of bringlaughter.com

It was the weight of a huge boulder upon my heart
crushing the very soul of my spirit from my body.
It was the realization that I was not loved.
 
Without Love in our lives
we are just walking pieces of flesh
without joy
without laughter
without peace.
 
my mind reached back
to memories of when I was loved.
Wrapped in these thoughts
I was able to regain my breath
I pulled death away from my body.
 
I will await another day
with a joy of anticipation
that my future bride 
awaits me
in the future
before me.
  
This hope gives me
strength to face
another day
without the love
I so desperately need
in my life.   

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

Posted in Chemo, Poem, Poem regarding Cancer, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , on May 6, 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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"If I Should Die Before You" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, In Memory of Paul Yeager of McKinney Texas, tagged , , , , , , , on April 26, 2013| 4 Comments »

 
 
Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

Orgin unknown. Courtesy of Google search.

 
 
If I should die before you
I will await you on a silver beach
with a golden sun.
 
If I should die before you
time will not move
until your steps are heard behind me.
 
I will know it is you.
I will hear your eternal breath
your low laughter as you approach
to join me.
 
If I should die before you
on the most perfect of days
together we will watch the waves
the breakers making only the most
perfect of patterns.
 
It will be a world that never has a bad day
on a silver beach
with a golden sun
in a special place
for you and 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 April 18, 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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"The Old McKinney Square Is Gone" copyright 2008 (Revised) John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

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

1927 Collin County Courthouse, McKinney Texas ...

1927 Collin County Courthouse, McKinney Texas Historical Marker (Photo credit: fables98)

 
 
The Old McKinney Square is gone.
The place of adventure and discovery
that I found as a young man in 1970.
 
My background was of one born in New York City.
I had no trinkets or heirlooms from my past.
Old decaying Brownstones in Harlem had no such things
especially from the poor family of an iron and steel worker.
 
I discovered the joy of collecting antiques
on the Old McKinney Square in those days.
The collecting became a passion for me
as I called each antique a precious find.
 
There was a magic in those crowded
dusty shelves
packed with hidden mystery.
 
Each shop owner
each dealer
became first name friends
with a smile and greeting
as I searched
a part of each day. 
 
It was about 2001
that my quests were no more
for you see
I ran out of space
for those treasures. 
 
Today in another April in 2013
added to my life.
I decided to again
visit my Old McKinney Square.
 
The warm friendly faces
that I once knew
where gone into the dusty trail of time.
 
The crowded shelves of discovery were no more.
The store fronts were new.
Their new chic names in Gold letters on them.
 
The antiques were new
made to look old.
They lacked a certain warmth
and history in their shiny new look.
 
My heart filled with sadness
for I then realized
I too would soon be gone.
 
The Old McKinney Square is gone
never remembered
but forgotten.
 
All my sweet memories
of joys past
will also be gone
into the eternal sunset.

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“There Will Never Be Days” copyright 2013 John J. Rigo, Upcoming Poetry Book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 29, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 
Courtesy of relate.com

Courtesy of relate.com

I remember a young woman I dated over forty-five years ago. 
She was a consigliere for a major hotel on Stemmons.
Sex with her was like making love in a movie.
 
She would cover her body with baby oil
before getting on top of me.
She had one of the most beautiful bodies
I had ever seen on a woman.
 
Her body glistened as she moved on top of me.
Perhaps it was the way she titled her head upward
as her eyes rolled over in squeezing my organ tightly.
Ah…those days of pure sex.
There never be days and nights
like that again.
 
 
 
 
 

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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, Poem, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , on March 28, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“The Kiss before the Battle with Evil”
Picture Courtesy of pathguy.com

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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“Remembering The Moment” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, upcoming book “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Posted in A Poem of Memory by McKinney Poet John J. Rigo, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , , , on March 20, 2013| Leave a Comment »

 

 
Courtesy of asmp.org

Courtesy of asmp.org

I am glad I am here to remember this moment.
There were dreams that I did not want to awake from.
There were days with those that I knew truly loved me.
 
They were days I did not want to end.
At times in the remembering there are tears.
The tears are not from sadness
but for the happiness of the moment.
 
Will those dreams ever come again to me?
I think not for the flowers of youth bloom but once in our memories.
Precious memories that we hold on tightly close to our hearts.
Thank you for this day in my gift of rememberance.

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