Monday, November 23, 2015

Neil Diamond - BE... this Birth Eternal...

"...wings of dreams.." BE... Birth Eternal
 "... in search of the voice that is silent..." 
feel the heart, live the spirit 
BE the soul…
 Rose Marie Raccioppi

On a painted sky
Where the clouds are hung
For the poet's eye
You may find him
If you may find him
On a distant shore
By the wings of dreams
Through an open door
You may know him
If you may
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
And the one God will make for your day
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the sun
God will make for your way
And we dance
To a whispered voice
Overheard by the soul,
Undertook by the heart
And you may know it
If you may know it
While the sand would become the stone
Which begat the spark
Turned to living bone
Holy, holy
Sanctus, sanctus
As a page that aches for a word
Which speaks on a theme that is timeless
While the one God will make for your day
As a song in search of a voice that is silent
And the one God will make for your way.

Heartfelt words of Neil Diamond

This In Presentation... Camp Shanks Restoration Project, The Designation of Eagle Scout, Marco Amendola... IN VALOR...

In Valor

With Freedom's call, valor in praise be heard 
For the spoils of victory and liberation's word 
Hushed be the oppressive cry in anguish known
With Faith and noble deed in valor shown
This the dedication of those with freedom's vision held clear
Our gratitude to the sons and daughters whose sacrifices we ever to hold dear
It has been said no words can explain the wages of war we do spend
But for the freedoms and rights we are to defend
For those given to liberation and freedom's call
Blessed Be they who have given their All 
So let us with open hearts and grace
Live the divinity of gratitude within heart's place
Tears with loss of life we do shed and share
Yet know that in valor, souls soar high ever in God's embrace and care.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Camp Shanks Museum
Orangeburg, New York

Saturday, November 14, 2015

La Republique...

The beauty, the artistry, the justice, 
the love of the FRENCH people 
will ever be Blessed... 

In prayerful devotion

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Fall This Day in Tappan, New York...

Rain filled skies
Leaves in quiet repose
Hushed tones of gold and brown
The spoils of Fall to bless the ground.

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Wednesday, November 11, 2015


A Yellow Ribbon

The loss of a loved one ever so real
The pain, the lament, tears beyond conceal
The vision of rightful freedom held within heart
From which Veterans with valor do not depart
Many a war has time come to see
Ever held be the right to live free
This day in homage to lives now in heaven’s embrace
Each life, each memory within our hearts we place
And to those who serve may the vision be ever justly clear
YOU IN HONOR, for the freedoms you defend and hold dear 
Be it of gratitude and praise, a yellow ribbon upon a tree
For all that is given by so many that we may yet live free.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Tuesday, November 10, 2015

November's Story... setting, Tappan, New York...

Deep russet brown and touches of gold
This be November's story this day told
Glimmer of green
In grass be seen
As soft winds and setting light
Bring many a leaf to take to flight
Blanket of leaves cover the ground
Rustling be their special sound
'Tis a twilight moment gifted to me
This season of time from blessings BE.

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Friday, November 6, 2015


Moment of FREEDOM, passion in expression, light and shadow in complement, strokes of color in rapturous gratitude… yes, the moment of CANCER NO MORE… This a painting that dons the entry wall of the APOGEE Acu-Tone™ Room. A welcoming to confront, to resolve, to the ultimate in wellbeing. The SELF in honor of SELF…

the body may be ravaged and feeling pain
yet there be a deeper knowing beyond the inane
the spirit holds to freedom and flight
passions yet to be expressed hold to the light
a palette of color and a canvas await
brush and strokes lay open a gate
oppression's daunting echoes silenced they be
when willful be the Spirit set free
'tis this moment of freedom that beckons and makes its call
and known be the guiding hand of the ALL.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
APOGEE Acu-Tone™

Moment of Freedom, Watercolor, APOGEE Art, Abstract, , ©Rose Marie Raccioppi,