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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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John J. Rigo’s name on the Veterans War Memorial in Mabank, Texas

John J. Rigo’s name on Veterans War Memorial in Mabank, Texas

As a senior, I know there is not unlimited time in my life to be in this world.  I believe we all want to leave some part of us in the world.  Something beside a tomb stone in a forgotten grave yard some place.  Perhaps the kind of grave yard where the tomb stone lays flat on the ground.  A place where machines run across huge expanses of tomb stones while mowing.

I am proud to say, there is a place marked for me.  It is a memorial of beauty in an East Texas town of Mabank, Texas.  The memorial is a salute to perhaps, some of the happinest days of my life.  It was my four years of active duty in the Air Force.  Knowing that this place exists where my name is among those who have served our country with honor, brings me a truly wonderful peace. 

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Courtesy of thefallenknight.com "I have become a weary knight tired of battle."

Courtesy of thefallenknight.com
“I have become a weary knight tired of battle.”

 
It is a given in life
people in general
if given enough time
will disappoint you.
 
Every day
it happens in love
it happens in friendships
the hurt of a broken promise
the disappointment of a thoughtless act.
 
There seems to be more of these misdeeds
in this day and age of 2013.
I am not sure if it is something in the food.
Perhaps in the water we are drinking.
 
I find myself getting disgusted
with people as a whole.
I am having less of a desire to share.
 
One thing is for sure
Heaven will not be
a crowded place.
 
 
 
 

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“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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courtesy of maniacworld.com

courtesy of maniacworld.com

 
I think of you more than ever.
Yesterday was a bad day in my life.
I clung desperatedly to memories of you.
 
I remembered in deep detail
our first real time together
when we first kissed.
 
O how I prayed to be returned
to that moment in my life.
Truly knowing what I know now.
We would be together today.
 
Perhaps second chances
are the gifts of our afterlife.
If after death
my fondest wish
is granted by my Lord.
 
Let that moment return
with me in your arms again.
Let my lips return to that
moment that my lips met yours.
At last a chance
to make my life
right again. 

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Courtesy of footage.shutterstock.com

Courtesy of footage.shutterstock.com

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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Courtesy of relate.com

Courtesy of relate.com

The realization brought a choking to my throat.
My eyes swelled in tears.
The realization came to me fully
that I will never be loved like that again.
 
The youthful memory of having a woman look at me like that again.
The reflection of a hero in her eyes.
Reflected also in the shining armor of a knight.
 
Ah sweet memories
if only the taste of those kisses
could return again,
would I know again
the joy of love.
 

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Courtesy of lightofheaven.com

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 umazzing.com

As of May 10th, 2013, the “Texas‘ Poetry Site” reached another milestone of 38,000 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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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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