Friday, October 28, 2011

...October Sky...


heaven's canvas of passion and grace
the light of the stars and darkness embrace
the call of the season in splendor's array
blessed be the beauty brought our way
rays of light hold passion's plea
and I adrift in this celestial sea.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Astronomy Picture of the Day, October Skylights
Image Credit & Copyright: Malcolm Park -http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html

Imaginings


thoughts
imaginings
the night enfolds
the silence echoes
what be these
vesper incantations
wild and contained
luminous and shadowed
expansive and finite
transformative and fixed
structured and free
thoughts
imaginings
the night enfolds.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



The Night Enfolds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

This Night Indigo


indigo winds of a celestial sea
carry they the golden flight of leaves
autumn's call to branch and bough
wind and light a sail in sacred vow.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Indigo Winds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi. 2011.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Autumn Interlude


haiku reflections...

the din put to rest
this moment's sweet quietude
savor of silence.

lambent sky above
gentle ripple of water
autumn interlude.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Autumn Interlude, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Monday, October 24, 2011

Paint They The Winds


the golden hues of autumn leaves
hold to the sun's glow from above
paint they the winds this very day
with brilliant amber light and love.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Paint They The Winds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

..Sunday morning awakens... Night Begets Day...


haiku reflections...

the night begets day
darkness unveils its glory
illumed be the joy.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Night Begets Day, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Saturday, October 22, 2011

On Being a Poet - So Tolls the Poet's Pulse


The poet's pulse
The throbbing silent and heard
The pulsing hidden and seen
Emotions held and free
The panting of the poet’s palette
Words of color, hue, mood and timbre
Sonorous images of light
Orchestrated upon the page
So tolls the poet’s pulse.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Image, Pool Pulse, Museum of Science, Boston, 2007.


"Throughout the ages, the language of poetry has held a special power to lend us courage, to give us the vision of those who endured and to hazard ourselves boldly in the world we must inhabit. The insights and imagery of poetry can take us beyond any small perimeter we have made for ourselves and call us to look life straight in the eyes. Once we establish ourselves at this conversational frontier, we find ourselves living amidst revelation, the recipients of visible and invisible help we could not previously recognize. Poetry tells us we can not only be found by a greater world, but also enlarge ourselves to become a participating element in that new future.

The task of the poet is to articulate the “it” in our lives, or our society’s lives - whatever “it” happens to be at any given time - and to try and overhear ourselves say something from which we cannot retreat.

Great poetry tells us that the stakes in life are very high and that failure is possible, yet it does not treat living as a burden. Suffering has its place in any human life, and in many ways is inescapable, yet it is also the hallmark of our incarnation, and one of the tasks of poetry is to show us how to walk into the middle of it and make a home, thus emboldening and deepening our generosity to others."

Institute of Noetic Sciences, "Clear Mind Wild Heart,"
Finding Courage and Clarity through Poetry, David Whyte.

Friday, October 21, 2011

...the gentle winds blow...and I Sail


Sail I to the sun's splendor

Sail I to the casting light
Sail I to the call of the waters
Beyond the dark of night

Sail I to the vistas of faith
Sail I to the depths of my soul
Sail I to the glory and grace
Beyond all life's toll

Sail I to uncharted waters
Sail I to horizons yet known
Sail I to each sunrise
Beyond life has thus shown

Sail I to the heavens above
Sail I to the dreams to unfold
Sail I to the questing heart
Beyond a story told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Sail I, Photo, PFR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

With The Night Rain


Each fallen leaf laden with the night rain
Their wind swept flight put to tame
A brimming blanket of leaves upon the ground
Quiet they lay, gone their rustling sound
Held still by the towering mighty oak tree
Red brown leaves on branch and bough high above me
Gentle Fall winds entreat each quivering leaf to fly
Alight their color array to sweep the now gray sky.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Oak, photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.


Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Frank Sinatra - Autumn Leaves

Fall We Hail


Glowing amber be the sun such luminous array
As time beckons the closing of this day
A season of change within this moment now
Nature keeping its ever present vow
Brilliant gold, vibrant orange, ruby red leaves alight
Chilling winds and a distant whistle call to the night
Sounding crickets sing this season's quest and quail
The crackling rustle of gathered leaves 'tis Fall we hail
Dressed in lavish color each tree soon shall be bare
Barren bough and branch then held in Winter's care.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Sunset, Photo, Courtesy of N9Xs.com

Sunday, October 16, 2011

From Depths of Night


Breath fuels the body, mind, spirit, and the sensibilities of awareness beyond domains of constraint. Beauty in breaths divine...


violet be the call of SPIRIT this day
from the depths of night light's array
from thoughts and visions of PRAISE and LOVE
the splendor of GRACE from heavens above
within this moment of breath and life known
the pulsing JOY of FAITH be ever shown.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




From the Depths of Night, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Autumn's Wind Song


October winds
the song of rustling leaves
lilting melody of russet, amber, gold
enchanted hues and tones dance the night.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Autumn's Wind Song, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.


Friday, October 14, 2011

October Morning



a night of resounding rain

awakened by a thunderous quale
held in the embrace of the dark night
breaths measure the October morning to come
the flame and passion of Autumn's array
the brilliance within soul be this rising day.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


October Morning, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...this is the moment... YES ~ NOW



YES ~ NOW

the Need
the Omnipresent
the Wondrous

this essence of breath
this living of Faith
this blessing of time
this knowing of Truth

Yield
Eternal
Spirit

YES ~ NOW



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Thursday, October 13, 2011

October Mood...


the richness of the dark earth
the yet warming golden beams of light
the amber waves of Autumn's call
bounty and beauty in tone and hue
this be an October mood.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



October Mood, Image ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Tonight I felt the warmth, the darker and longer night, the earth and the glory of light in each leaf now gold... and so the October Mood from this palette of Nature's grace... the palette of my imagination holds colors, movement, strokes of passion, intention, and so a SELF be known...


"The work of art must seize upon you, wrap you up in itself and carry you away. It is the means by which the artist conveys his passion. It is the current which he puts forth, which sweeps you along in his passion. The pain passes, the beauty remains." Pierre-Auguste Renoir


Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Twilight Hour...

...haiku reflections...

this twilight hour known
echoing waves of sun's glow
sounding night's call.


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Twilight Hour, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Chief Seattle's speech (by Mark Sawalha)



stillness pulsing
quietude sounding
I in the embrace of PRESENCE.

I hear the silence
the harmonies, the music
of the sun by day
of the stars and moon by night
I hear the melodies of the firmament in vistas near and far
the rustle of leaves, 'tis the dance of winds
'tis the call of flowing waters
the resounding cresting waves
the thunderous rains echoing from afar
the songbirds heralding the dawn
I hear the silence
the wisdom of the ancients
ALL is sound and ALL is silence
the PRESENCE be known
the rapture be felt
the WORD proclaims its TRUTH.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Friday, October 7, 2011

...colors...


..colors...


brilliant be
this October day
a sunset hour
in glorious array.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Sunset Hour, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Quietude


quietude

this stillness of mind
into the dark depths of silence
from this abyss
emergent be soul's light.



Rose Marie Racioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Quietude, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Seasons of Change


seasons of change be they ever known
by the love and praise we have shown
live as we may a metaphor sweetly sublime
the waxing and waning, the breath of light divine
the rising and setting of each day's sun
our tasks, our deeds, destiny's work done
and when we pause in reverie's embrace
each blessing to hold to its sacred place
precious be these treasured moments to share
all in the glory of God's loving care.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Abundance Be, Photo Composite, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

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Sunday, October 2, 2011

...this Autumn morning...touches of gold...


Bamboo in graceful bow and sway
Holding the sun’s light in brilliant verdant array
In joyous abandon the silence to greet
The chorus of sound as leaf and wind meet
Dancing shadows of supple canes I to behold
Among the lithe and lush leaves touches of gold
Leaves and canes in supple surrender bow
Beauty, strength, gentleness be the bamboo’s vow
'Tis early morn, gifts of this Autumn day
The wind, the song and bamboo canes at play.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Touches of Gold, Photo: Bamboo, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Night Winds Chant


the night winds chant their refrain
heard be the crickets song
the rains drum a choral interlude
crimson leaves take to the wind's call
a crescendo this night, 'tis Fall 'tis Fall.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


The Night Winds Chant, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.


Saturday, October 1, 2011

His Gifts Be Known... Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent, yours is a world known to me
As I grasp at this meaning of Be
Light and fields, people and purpose defined
I in plea proclaim do not confine
Bar restraint and perception veiled
Vincent your gift of knowing has prevailed
With awe and sighs anew your art so perceived
And blessed for the inexplicable conceived.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Wheat Field Behind Saint-Paul Hospital with a Reaper, Painting, Oil on Canvas, Saint-RĂ©my, September, 1889, Museum Folkwang, Essen, Germany, Europe,
Vincent Van Gogh, 1853-1890.


Vincent Van Gogh perceived the vibrating energy of light and life itself. He captured the quivering, pulsing fields that embraced his vision. All was moving, all was dimension, all was effect. I experienced the deepest of pleasure in being present with Van Gogh's original works on exhibit at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC.