Monday, December 10, 2018

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Awakened to the Rising Sun


The gift of this hour...


Awakened to the rising sun

To the song bird song
To the whispers of the wind
To the flutter of leaves in flight
To the rain in libation’s grace
As I listen yet another part of me hears
As I look yet another part of me sees
As I breathe the whole of me is known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Saturday, November 10, 2018

To Its Vow...




The sky lambent and brilliant with light... Shimmering be the leaves taken by the wind in flight... 
A moment, a pause,
B L E S S I N G... 

     Beauty
          Love
               Eternity
                     Spirit
                          Splendor
                               I AM
                                    Nurturing
                                         Grace .... 

                                             the PRESENCE of NOW... 
                                                the season of Fall 
                                                   holding to its vow...



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


This Gift of Time...



Creation's gems of red and gold
Treasures of the season with a story told
Surrender they do to the winds that call
Leaves in a crescendo anew, 'tis Fall
Hold they to the sun's light and grace
Soon a blanket upon ground they place
Below my feet sweet rustle be heard
Feel I, the blessings of God's WORD
For change and light be this gift of time
This season yours, this season mine.


Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Dogwood at my Door, 2018 ©Collectible clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi.



Saturday, November 3, 2018

Golden Bounty







The sun held in golden hues of light
Alchemic beauty, harvest, bloom, leaves in flight
Textures, forms, the Creator’s grace
The wondrous of all in Autumn’s embrace
To Old Hook Farm, pure savor found ever anew
'Tis this golden bounty, bounty gifted onto you


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Autumn’s Array





Autumn’s Array

Red ruby gems in Autumn’s array
Leaves in splendor of color this very day
The jewels of season’s grace fall from the tree
Carried by the wind upon walk settled they be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York