Posted in Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged Cooperstown, Cooperstown New York, Dallas, Metro Areas, New York, New York City, Texas, United States on October 14, 2013|
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Last year was a visit to the Carrol Clinic in Dallas.
My back and hip had been hurting me for some time.
The findings were not good.
A Class Four hip.
A crack in my spine bone.
Two disks in my spine fused together.
I knew when it happened.
A fall over ten years ago while attempting to trim a tree
in our front yard.
The fall at that time resulted in nine staples in my head
and eventual surgery on my knee.
The other injuries laid in wait.
My future in enjoying the rest of my life was in doubt
with the activities I enjoyed so much in my past.
My mind went back to Cooperstown in upstate New York.
I was sixteen and working the summer on a dairy farm.
It was part of the “Fresh Air Program” of New York City for young men.
I remembered the rolling hay wagon.
Throwing ninety pound bales of hay
eight tiers high on the wagon.
I remembered the muscles in my arms
my strong thin waist
with a tan equal to a black man.
We worked hard that Summer.
It was the “Haying Season.”
The work went fourteen hours a day
seven days a week for two and half months.
Looking back now
I now realize how really happy I was
each of those summer days in Cooperstown.
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Posted in Poetry, Texas' Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged Arts, Lord, Online Writing, Poetry, relationships, Romance, Texas, Tree of Life on October 12, 2013|
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Courtesy of peaceinchrist.wordpress.com
I carved our initials in the Tree of Life.
What value has love in ‘death do us part?’
Is love a flash of light
in the long darkness of night?
Flesh to flesh in being born
then death without memory
unable to behold
to recall at will in deep detail.
Will thoughts become ashes
that are scattered in a soft wind?
My love to you dearest one
is forever more
upon the Tree of Eternal Life.
From the first garden
of eternal promise.
A promise of Love
never lost.
Love that is always remembered
in the heart of our Lord
that will never be lost
or forgotten
in the passing of time.
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Posted in Remembering Youthful Love, tagged A Memory of my Youth, dreams, Google, Lord, Psychology, Social Sciences, Texas, United States, Youth, Youthful Love on October 12, 2013|
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Courtesy of asmp.org
“One of my favorite pictures off the internet.”
Who art thou that invades my nightly dreams?
You are a stranger to me.
Yet what you bring to me
is a yearning that beseeches me.
I long for yet fear your return.
My youthful soul remembering
another time from long ago
will not let my present go.
Caress me with kisses
that my lips cry and hunger for.
Is it wrong to hunger for signs of love?
They are not in abundance
in my current world.
The mirror before me this morning
is a face unrecognizable to me.
Oh Youth Divine!
Where has Thou gone?
I await your return.
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Posted in Passion Never Dies, Remembering the Passion of Youth, tagged Airline, God, Lord, Passion, Poem, Poetry, relationships, Texas, United States, Wisdom and Youth on October 11, 2013|
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Courtesy of the special collection of the University of Washington
It had been many years since he felt that way.
It was a rerun in his memory of the past.
There was fifty years between them.
She was outright flirting with him.
He was uncomfortable with it.
He was sitting right there with his Bride.
She acted like his bride was not even in the room.
Maybe it was how she got right into his face.
She looked at him like he was something really special.
She touched his knee under the table
as she kneeled before them on the side of the table
to take their dinner order.
Just when he accepted that his youth was long gone
she had to come along and remind him
what it felt like to be desired.
She was unfair in doing what she did.
Leaving behind the passions of youth
is not an easy thing for a man to do.
The move from passion to wisdom
is painful for any man.
Perhaps ladies there is a lesson here.
Men of Passion never die in their hearts.
The burning heat of creation is part of their DNA.
Never treat your man like he is no longer alive.
Within every silver-headed man
still lies the young boy
remembering
wanting
desiring.
Laugh not at Passion.
It is as old as the centuries.
Forever faithful.
Forever remembering.
What it was like
to have been loved.
Commentary on Poem: Shortly after I posted this poem and shared it with one of my friends, their comment was, “John, some folks would just about do anything for a big tip, especially a twenty year old.” His comment was filled with great laughter. Frankly I joined the laughter with many big “Ha-Ha’s” on my part. There is much truth in the saying, “There is no fool, like an old fool.” Lol
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Posted in Love Surpasses Death, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged a binding of hearts, A non-profit fund raising opportunity for the Collin County area of Texas, A Poem dedicated to my friend Bruce Waterman of Tool Texas, A published poet who has won the Collin County Texas Poetry Award, A Special Valentine Poem for the Special One, A Valentine Poem for 2011, A Valentine Poem from a Texas' Poet, Airline, Arts, Author of "Amist Series of Poetry Books', Bruce Waterman of Tool Texas, Commentary (magazine), Gifts, God, Jesus, McKinney Texas home of a local international poet, non-profit poetry books for the "homeless cause" in McKinney Texas, Online Writing, Poem, Poetry, Profits for "Homeless charities" in McKinney Texas, Shopping, Texas, Tool Texas, Top 200 poets internationally in Who's Who, Will of God, Winner of the Collin County Poetry Award, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on October 6, 2013|
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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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Posted in A Broken Heart, tagged A broken heart by mckinney poet john j rigo, a connection of all our souls, A love poem by a McKinney Texas poet, A McKinney Poets' charity programs, A McKinney Texas' newest poetry work, A Poem of a Broken Heart, A published poet who has won the Collin County Texas Poetry Award, Arts, God, Online Writing, Poems, Poetry, relationships, Romance, Texas, texas poetry on October 3, 2013|
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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-five 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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Courtesy of umazzing.com
One of the greatest gifts we can give ourselves
is to learn to love ourselves.
In loving ourselves
we realize that the premise that we must love another
such as ourselves is not part of the growth
that is part of our eternity.
In loving ourselves
we are no longer open to the qualities of others
in their own personal failures in loving themselves.
In this way
in the path of eternity
that we all walk
all those we will met
will then be complete unto themselves
as we have also become.
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Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, To our past Friends in Colorado who were never sincere of heart, tagged Christianity, Cliff, Cliff Richard, God, IBM, Jesus, Master, Men, New Testament, pain, people, Race and ethnicity in the United States Census, relationships, Religion and Spirituality, Texas, The value of friends, Tom, Veterans Health Administration on September 24, 2013|
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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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Posted in "Rainbows Amidst Storms" Second Published Book, A christmas journey, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, tagged Arts, dreams, God, Literature, Psychology, Romance, Social Sciences, Texas on September 21, 2013|
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…..is never lost. Picture courtesy of John J. Rigo copyrighted 2013
A ship in the sea of life
riding each wave of life
seeking the warm sun of each day.
The beauty of each dream as night falls
is never lost as it heads
toward the curve of each horizon.
Storms will blow
onward do we flow
in love and courage
by His hand.
Tomorrow brings the knowing in His love
the vastness of the ocean
is not so alone.
As long as we believe
we will never be alone.
For His love
surpasses all of this.
This and time beyond
this brief sea of life.
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Posted in A Banner Day of Over 41000 hits, Poetry, tagged Commentary (magazine), Eustace, Eustace Texas, Gun Barrel City Texas, Henderson County, Henderson County Texas, Texas, WordPress on September 20, 2013|
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Courtesy of umazzing.com
As of September 20, 2013, the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 41,000 plus hits. My deepest thanks and appreciation to the WordPress family, and all those who share my spiritual poetry work, as well as my Texas’ Commentary posts regarding my new communities in Henderson County, Texas, Eustace, Texas, Gun Barrel City, Texas and the Nation.
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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 a binding of hearts, A non-profit fund raising opportunity for the Collin County area of Texas, A Poem dedicated to my friend Bruce Waterman of Tool Texas, A published poet who has won the Collin County Texas Poetry Award, A Special Valentine Poem for the Special One, A Valentine Poem for 2011, A Valentine Poem from a Texas' Poet, Airline, Arts, Author of "Amist Series of Poetry Books', Bruce Waterman of Tool Texas, Commentary (magazine), Gifts, God, Jesus, McKinney Texas home of a local international poet, non-profit poetry books for the "homeless cause" in McKinney Texas, Online Writing, Poem, Poetry, Profits for "Homeless charities" in McKinney Texas, Shopping, Texas, Tool Texas, Top 200 poets internationally in Who's Who, Will of God, Winner of the Collin County Poetry Award, Winning Poet of the Collin County Texas Poetry Contest on October 6, 2013| 1 Comment »
Courtesy photo by Pat Dollins. Taken at Treasure Hunters Roadshow in Placerville.
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