“The Dark Angel Amidst Us” copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

 

 

The Dark Angel will be overcomed.

Amidst us stands the Dark Angel

joyful at each victory gained against us.

 

A free will to choose Good or Evil

a gift from our Loving God

is a part of our daily struggles.

 

The weapons of the Dark One are many.

Darkness that covers our mind with sorrow

in our latter years

to place us in a void of hopelessness

and fear.

 

Lost of health

lost of loved ones

bringing doubt to our aging minds.

 

Are we to be snatched from His Love

at our Eleventh hour before death?

 

Render your darkness to God’s Love and Power.

The Lord will lift you above this Evil.

 

Never fear

never give in to distrust nor hate

in the darkness that attacks you.

 

The Dark One’s only reward in eternity is suffering

while yours will be in the Light of God’s Love forever.

 

 

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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 Eternal Kiss” John J. Rigo copyright 2005 “Roses Amidst Thorns”

 

 

Courtesy of Favin.com

I kiss thee

with my heart

upon my lips.

 

My breath held

in anticipation

of the moment.

 

Held so long

afraid to take

that next breath.

 

for this magic

overtakes me

in this moment

forever locked

in your embrace.

 

 

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“Our Day” copyright 2005 John J. Rigo “Roses Amidst Thorns”

 

 

 

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A bright blue sky day.

Water with a spray of diamonds.

Rays of warmth upon my face.

 

You at my side

with that special smile

that I love above all expressions

that pass over your face each day.

 

Let us hold this close to us

in what seems not enough time for

just the two of us.

 

Cherish this day

love this day

with all we have.

 

For we will never know

how many

if any

of these days are before us.

 

We have each other

with our love for one another.

What could be worth

more than just this day?

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

 

 

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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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Question? copyright 2005 John J. Rigo “Roses Amidst Thorns”

 

Courtesy of olliekane.blogspot.com

 

Commentary on poem dated February 9th, 2014:  The wonderful part of poetry, to my way of thinking is that in looking back at a previous work of my own, I can see more meaning in the content of the work.  On this poem, it deals with our own outlook on life and how it changes constantly.  In my case, it is how we all live in a state of denial when it comes to relationships.  Many times we attempt to make them “more than they really are in their individual worth and value to us personally.”  Only by moving forward in life with a more open mind, do we find many who claim to love us and care about us, really are being dishonest with us, as we are dishonest with ourselves in how we perceive them.

 

 

A singular line horizontally drawn.

Above a blue sky.

Below

a deep ocean of blue.

  

Is it the end of the world

or the beginning of another?

 

Standing still

there is no answer.

 

Only by moving forward

do we realize there is more

beyond a singular line.

 

Attitude?

Perspective?

Are they not one

and the same?

 

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

 

Courtesy of kelihasablog.wordpress.com

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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“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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“Transition” copyright 2014 John J. Rigo, a new poem for upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

Courtesy of lightofheaven.com

A place that only my soul knows.

Beyond the sight

of once was my physical eyes.

 

Beyond the boundries

of once was a physical mind.

Tears long ago disapated

in the awe of creation.

 

My Lord has made a Castle for me.

Beyond the clouds

in a stardust place.

 

I feel creation itself

in a tremble of soul.

It is now too beautiful

for mere words. 

Spoken from lips

that no longer exist. 

 

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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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