Jon Roggie : Writing

New born

New born

A Poem by Jon Roggie


For Elizabeth.
Purity

Purity

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Grasping the dream.
The Plunge

The Plunge

A Poem by Jon Roggie


The sudden chill.The dive into the unknown.Holding onto that last breath, just waiting to see if it will last long enough.The warmth of familiar wate..
Dancing Betwen the Raindrops

Dancing Betwen the Raindrops

A Poem by Jon Roggie


How can I say it?I watch.I listen.Comes down to it, they all seem to lie.One moment, they give support.Next, they change their stance, and with that p..
Empathy

Empathy

A Poem by Jon Roggie


It's like walking from room to room.Each one a bit different.You feel it.Everyone around you.It never stops.All of the passions, hate, fear, love,flow..
The Art of Education

The Art of Education

A Poem by Jon Roggie


How do we learn?It's not just reading a book.It's not just showing up to class day after day.It's not just trying to keep your eyes open during a very..
The Look

The Look

A Poem by Jon Roggie


O.K., I get it already.Everyday, the stare.The eyes following every move.Judging.Deciding.Think that's smooth?How close did you think you could get?Yo..
Do you remember?

Do you remember?

A Poem by Jon Roggie


Do you remember? We met as kids, chasing each other on the playground.Can you see it? How we looked at each other after that first kiss? Eyes wide op..
Eyes

Eyes

A Poem by Jon Roggie


This is one to stretch, scratch, and just have some fun.
Mr. Positve

Mr. Positve

A Poem by Jon Roggie


I'll tease.I jokeMy goal is to bring a smile to someone who needs it.Do I hit the wrong note?Sometimes.Do I try to make up for it?Always.I have too ma..