“The Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail” copyright 2004, a lost poem recovered, preview poem, “Passion Amidst Apathy” This Poem is Dedicated to the Storm Victims of North Texas.

  

“Why do you stare at me?”

A Pear Tree am I

unchanged by the lost of a part of me.

I am the same

nothing has changed

there is just less of me.

 

Why do you stare a me

as you pass?

Am I so different then before?

 

I still smell the air

feel the sky

and warm myself in the sun of day

soak the rain of day

amidst the storms that roll into my horizon.

 

I still dream of dreams

yet to come

for I am and still am

the mighty Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail.

 

I was taller

fuller and prouder

than I am now

but still the Bradford Pear.

 

The tree you looked upon each day

with such pride.

Have I changed so much from those days

when you looked so lovingly at me?

 

The change came slowly over the years.

Worms chewed in the joy of my wood

seeking the essence of me.

 

I grew

but as each leaf fell

I became closer to my death.

 

The death of cut wood and broken twigs

laid upon a ground now unknown to me.

What changed me so quickly and without warning?

 

It was shortly after midnight

the storm came.

Wind tearing at the very soul of me.

 

Wind ripping my inner part out

to lay useless

and with only partial life upon the ground.

 

I am still the same

the Bradford Pear

I live

I breathe

I sun

even with fuller leaves

than before.

 

Should you now love me less

for not being as powerful

and mighty as before?

 

I love you no less

for you see

I am

and will always be 

your Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail. 

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“My Magic Red Shoes” copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

 

 

At times it would be nice

to have a pair of magic red shoes.

Just clicking them together three times

would do the trick.

 

Suddenly I would be transported

to wherever my mind of memory

would wish to go.

 

At this very moment

I could easily think of a dozen places

I would love to be at this moment.

 

Each time frame

would place me at a time and place

where I felt greatly loved.

 

Where there was a skip in my step

and a constant grin on my face.

I can easily bring to mind

scenes of such places in my past.

 

Skipping through a mall with her

like a school child.

Dancing with her

for the first time

with my arm around her waist. 

 

Ah yes then their were those

first kisses

always soft

always remembered

always joyful

in the way those kisses went to my toes.

 

Truthly knowing what I know now

would I have taken more time

to savor every moment.

 

Time in remembering every detail

of the places of my youth

where my magic red shoes

would have taken my heart.  

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“The Tree of Life” (Revised) copyright 2007 John J. Rigo upcoming Book III, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

 

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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“The Master Speaks of God’s Love” copyright 2008 (Revised) John J. Rigo upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

 

 

“………..pointing to a star”

 

 

The night sky was a deep black with blazing stars

over the Master and His disciples

this particular night along the sea of Galilee.

It was a time of quiet contemplation of the beauty of God’s work.

 

Within the group of His disciples

one disciple had a troubling question.

With reverence he approached the Master with his question.

“Does God’s Love for us have bounds when remembering our sins in His Eternal Memory?”

asked the disciple quietly as to not disturb the other men in the group.

 

The Master lifted His Head toward the night sky

and pointed His finger to a bright star saying,

“As you look upon the stars in the night sky

many have long changed in form

and are no more. 

 

The distance is so great in the travel of that light

that we still see those suns prior to their changing of form. 

So it is in the breath of God’s Love for us

it is also beyond the width

depth and height of such distances from us.

 

Since His Love for us is unconditional

so is His memory of our sins.

In asking His forgiveness of our sins

their memory no longer exists in eternity.”

So spoke that night

the Master of My Life. 

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“The Judgement of Our Gifts” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Courtesy of nurpublishers.com

One day

We will walk the path of light.

Unsure if our Lord will be pleased with us.

Will we be met with an embrace of Love

or will we see disappointment in the Face of our Saviour?

Least we forget the gifts of our Lord.

Will we be judged

on how we shared His gifts?

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“Love Thyself” copyright 2011 John J. Rigo, Upcoming Poetry Book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

 

 

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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“Elvis At Half Time” copyright 2014 John J. Rigo, Commentary and Poem from upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

  

Courtesy of picturesdepot.com

February 2nd, 2014:  In watching the Superbowl this evening thoughts of Elvis doing the half-time came to mind amidst the mindless noise of the half-time show.  Memories of seeing him in the seventies in Dallas came to mind.  To this day, that was an experience close to my heart.  Elvis,  I miss you.

 

http://www.elvisconcerts.com/newspapers/press391.htm

 

It seems just like yesterday that Elis died.

In all the years that have passed since that sad day

he is still in my heart.

 

His passion

his being

his songs spoke of my own feelings.

You see

I grew up with him.

 

I remember being blessed in seeing him in person.

It was Dallas 1975.

I had a tenth row seat.

 

I could see the sweat on his forehead.

For months afterward

I had dreams of that time

I got to spend with him.

There will never be another Elvis.

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“In The End, Evil Defeats Itself” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

“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.”

 

 

My Brothers and Sisters

one belief to remember

is in the end

Evil defeats itself.

 

Once Evil was part of the heavenly Good.

In falling from the Sight of God

did Evil still have great power.

Never will this power

overcome Good.

 

Should Evil come upon you

believe in the Lord.

Have Faith in the Lord.

 

Love the Lord with all your being.

Patience

with prayer

will destroy Evil.

 

I know this to be true.

Praise and Glory to my Lord

and God.

 

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“Stand In Fear of The Lord’s Justice” copyright 2010 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

 

 

“Hence my Lord, it is not my will that I follow, but Thy Will for the purpose of my life.”

I stand with courage in the shadow of my Lord.

The Lord blesses me with His Love.

The Lord protects me from those

who attempt to bring me harm.

 

His justice surpasses any justice

man can render their enemies.

My enemies are fools.

 

As the fallen Angel thought of himself as a God,

he believed his own strength exceeded the Lord.

He shivers in fear before the Light of the Lord.

I kneel in homage and praise of my Lord’s Name

with humble thanks for His timely justice.

 

 

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“My Magic Red Shoes” copyright 2009 John J. Rigo, upcoming “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Courtesy of favena.blogspot.com

 

 

At times it would be nice

to have a pair of magic red shoes.

Just clicking them together three times

would do the trick.

 

Suddenly I would be transported

to wherever my mind of memory

would wish to go.

 

At this very moment

I could easily think of a dozen places

I would love to be at this moment.

 

Each time frame

would place me at a time and place

where I felt greatly loved.

 

Where there was a skip in my step

and a constant grin on my face.

I can easily bring to mind

scenes of such places in my past.

 

Skipping through a mall with her

like a school child.

Dancing with her

for the first time

with my arm around her waist. 

 

Ah yes then their were those

first kisses

always soft

always remembered

always joyful

in the way those kisses went to my toes.

 

Truthly knowing what I know now

would I have taken more time

to savor every moment.

 

Time in remembering every detail

of the places of my youth

where my magic red shoes

would have taken my heart.  

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