Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Folds at Play

haiku reflections

hold light and shadow
textures, colors, folds at play
to this I delight.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Folds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.


  1. RoseMarie-
    Oh my - this is more than play - I feel intense and powerful as I slide along the folds of deep color and dark hues - the reds I avoid for they are blinding yet I am drawn to them like a desire born of trauma - my truth and memories always mine to embrace - ever known to surrender - all around me - within me - I cling to every one - I must.
    Love to you

  2. Good Morning Theanne and Gail,

    As I look at the folds all around me, thoughts draping our consciousness, buds and leaves appear as emerging folds of grace, the play of light and shadow on folded hands, the ever present unfolding PRESENCE. A metaphor in image, folds at play.

    Much much love,

    Rose Marie

  3. Within... A promise written, a love expressed, sentiments into words, a concern foretold, all upon a folded page, ...held, shared and known be the revelations of heart.

  4. Working with colors and creating the interplay of light, line, shadow and form, were deeply joyful. It felt that all the TRUTH, all the SECRETS, all the HIDDEN fears, doubts, concerns, were free to be known, expressed, and resolved. An artful venture of form and word. Thank You for being here!

  5. Oh my Rose Marie
    I am lost in the best of ways in your words - and purpose. Secrets are sacred and truths are wisdom within your creative works -I am ever grateful to be here
    Love Gail