Wednesday, February 21, 2024

GRANT NOT POWER ...

To DEMONS that echo their lies, their illusions, 
their taunts, their disquiet. 
The plea is heard, the poet responds...

GRANT NOT POWER TO THESE DEMONS OF DARK...
Grant not power to these demons of dark
Hush hush their haunts erase their mark
Be free of judgments and reprisals cruel
TRUTH and SPIRIT of SELF in light anew to rule
Addict me not to a false quieting of the pain I feel
Make the liberation from a shadowed self a beauty real
MASK not these agonies of the abiding soul
No longer allow deception to demand a toll
Pay not the price of life relegated to sorrow
Live the promise held within each tomorrow
Depression be not a donned cloak of despair
Hold the Faith yet borne of GOD's loving care
The gift of life and power of will in your story be told
Hail each breath, the cleansing, 'tis the alchemist's gold
See behind the MASK beyond the veil
See the denied pain that is yet to prevail
The masquerade and pretense held to conceal
The SELF that TRUTH alone is to reveal
Reveal, I hear this blessed command
Cloak not the quiver of shadow close at hand
Remove pretense and the MASK donned to conceal
The TRUTH, the deep knowing, this knowing real
Confront and resolve, the supernal summons a call
Beyond all consideration, TRUTH to lay bear ALL
To the plea of this petition I to heed
For TRUTH, 'tis ever the rightful creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

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Tuesday, February 20, 2024

Heaven and Earth


 


Images, vistas of Heaven and Earth in majestic array
Lakes, streams. rivers, oceans, wondrous water way
Rising and setting sun, colors emerge and blanketed they be
In the coming of night, held by the open sea
Mountains, plains, valleys, such splendor to behold
Each with a story past, present and yet to be told
Earth in its grandeur gifts of grace and light
So blessed be this day, so blessed be this night.


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 


Photograph: Courtesy of http://pixdaus.com


 

LIVE I

 




Live I 

lie I, as my own person
time tempers not the passions
the fire of self in forging flame
the visions held
the missions defined
the quest embraced
imaginings real
line, form, structure
the way of the artist
thought, word, sound
the way of the poet
live I as my own person
the fire of self in forging flame.


Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 

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Monday, February 5, 2024

'Tis the Poet's Tidings ......


 

When designated, Poet of the Year in 2010, and subsequently Poet Laureate, Orangetown, New York in 2011, I vowed to dedicate the artistry of the WORD, to PEOPLE… yes, to …
Passion
Evolution
Omnipresence
Peace
Love
Eternity … the NOW of BEING.


The Poet's Tidings

Moments of memory, treasure be mine
The troves, the garlands, the gems of time
Each hour, each day, each year now past
A journey, a questing, a destiny cast
Awaken awaken to the vision yet held
Destiny and purpose in glory meld
The sounding heart with yearning real
Reverie and passion beyond conceal
The Muse calls to sound its claim
Beauty and Truth the poet to name
A blessed grace be it known, be it heard
'Tis the poet's tidings in heartfelt word.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, NewYork


Poetry, 1870, Sir Edward: Edward John Poynter, English 1836-1919. Classicist Painter.


Saturday, February 3, 2024

By the ONE so named...


 


Today the sky here in Tappan, New York is of clear blue... such a welcomed light after the spell of an overcast white sky for the last 5 days... .

By the ONE so named  

A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be
Trees, branches, and bough, reaching to the light before me
Sky of lambent blue so brilliantly clear, supernal indeed
This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive
Sweet be the silence in this moment of BEING divine
Such be the savor of the morning light, this the gift of time
This season in PRESENCE to embrace my blessed abode
Each day, each moment, there be a story to be told
The All becomes known in each breath of SELF proclaimed
GLORY, GRACE, LIGHT, AGAPE LOVE,  
by the ONE so named.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo: Lambent Sky, APOGEE Poet.

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Sunday, January 14, 2024

M I C H A E L ~ As his story was told...

 

January 20, 1970 ~ December 7, 2023

Intention, an expressed love of GOD, words as echoes of heart, sound as light, light as sound, soul beholding PRESENCE... and so he wrote, and so he spoke, and so he played his music.
My loving husband, best friend, soul mate and best father to Sophia is in heaven. He now sheds his everlasting light and positive energy on us.
Thank you Michael for sharing with us your love, laughter, joy, knowledge, humor, music, words, and compassion. You were a gift to us all. We are forever grateful that you touched our lives with your light.
We so blessed by his known PRESENCE of light supernal
Gifts he gives from his soul, his soul eternal.

As with each of us there are stories to tell.
Michael was born in El Monte, California. He and his twin brother were adopted by Jessie and Wilma Evrard who raised Michael, and his twin brother, Patrick, providing a home and family life in Glendora, California. Typical of a healthy growing boy, Michael met the challenges and developed the skill sets to actively participate in baseball, football, wrestling, track, field, and cross country running.

Music soon made its passion known. A Cello, a Guitar, were Michael's string instruments of choice. Michael was seen as a gifted and talented performer. During his teen years, guitar became his favored instrument of choice. Michael played in bands and was indeed, a much appreciated soloist. Music became a source of solace, an art form, an origination, an inner dialogue that sounded his sense of self, love, and salvation. Yes, as with his most recent music productions, music was of feelings, reflection, exploration, renewal, a giving of his heart, his soul, his knowing, and his questioning of purpose, self, truth.

Knowing self, valuing others, Michael was diversified in his activity and his employment He helped families create their financial futures, was an actor who appeared in “Lost” and “Prison Break,” sold music equipment. Yes, Michael was ever ready for a new venture.

Michael was drawn to the field of teaching and social services. He took joy in bringing what he knew, what he had learned to teach others. He provided caring case management services to those classified as having Developmental Disabilities. This was his most recent employment. His welcomed friendliness, good cheer, and attentive care, were valued and applauded by clients and staff members.

Time, change, marriage, parenthood, a shared life, the blessings of a growing daughter. Sophia, our beautiful daughter, was born in 2004. She is like her father, compassionate, an old soul, with a crazy sense of humor, love of math, people, and sports. YES, her DADA praised her singing voice and love of drums. Michael cherished each moment with his family. Living in the NOW, being grateful to banner, GOD LOVES ALL.

Michael has presented how he chooses to be known. He has provided us with a self created presentation of his story, his consciousness, his defined purposes, his publications.

One need only to open to any page in the completed Trilogy, to be taken to wisdom, spirit, philosophy, science, and an all pervasive love of Truth, of Beauty, of Life, of Love, of GOD.

I was guided to simply open each book of the Trilogy, to a random page, for even by chance, loving counsel would be received and so it has come to BE...
Why Are We Here?
"Our Eyes serve the single purpose of gathering light forms."
How Life Works?
"Since I believe anything is possible, I can take a concept such as Nothing and realize that it is Something, even if it does not exist in physical form."
All That Exists
"We reflect whatever we see in ourselves while viewing one another and everything that we see."
Mahalo,
Tammy Evrard

M I C H A E L ... be he in praise...



 IT BE SO...Dear Michael W. Evrard

January 20, 1970 ~ December 7, 2023

We to take Unbridled JOY as we become 

ONE with the WORD and LOVE of GOD.


words, scripture, call to our BEING yet wise
heed the plea to rise beyond perpetrated demise
feel I the pulse, passions in calling refrain
this the SELF beyond the confine, beyond the inane
the resolve, the glory, the pulsing of heart, the soul divine
the blessings, the light, the embrace of sacred time
heed well words, scripture, that call to our BEING yet wise
heed the plea to rise beyond, beyond perpetrated demise
GOD LOVES ALL, Michael, with conviction did proclaim
we, GOD's children held lovingly in the sanctuary of HIS name.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
APOGEE Poet


AGAPE LOVE and SUPERNAL GRATITUDE, 
for his most beloved wife
Tammy Evrard
and daughter
Sophia Evrard
~