Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Quiver of Green



warming be the sun, lambent be the sky
the yesternight of rains held by roots anew
a lushness of winter green blankets the ground
the grass wet and cool below my feet
the feel of Spring deep in Winter's embrace
blessed be the splendor of this day
feel I the alluring quiver of this green array.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Quiver of Green, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.

7 comments:

Gail said...

Rosemarie - so lovely and lush - reminds me of how I feel in early Spring.
please take a moment to read my latest post as it has a piece from the book I am writing and I would SO love your thoughts. thanks
Love Gail
peace.....

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Gail, You most certainly have an engaging writing style. I am ever so pleased to hear of your book plans. The passages I read today calls for more...more... ;-)

Anonymous said...

poemed by a lady who has felt the cold of winter...only fleeting cold here...so spring perhaps will not be as delicious!

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Theanne, It has been quite cold, snow, winds and ice. Last night the rains were torrential, followed this morning by a magnificent clearing and for a short while Spring like temperature, then the winds picked up and now it is quite cold again. That morning interlude was so so so refreshing. I did feel the momentary beckoning of Spring and the delightful quiver of green. All was indeed captivating.

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

The image was in expression of the budding creation that lies deep in the womb of Mother Earth... the roots, the bulbs, the seedlings, that lie in wait of their time to burst into bloom anew. This the greeting of the early morning hours.

Gail said...

your words of interest mean so much as I admire you writing talent SO much
Love Gail
peace......

Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

Gail, Do keep me posted. Know I am on your Cheering Squad. If you ever want to 'run something by me' you can also send it directly to my e-mail: rmr8@verizon.net