Tuesday, April 25, 2017

S P R I N G ... fell it with all its...



SPRING...feel it with all its...

               Spirit 
                         Passion
                                   Revelation
                                        Inspiration
                                                  Nurturance
                                                           Grace ... the art of BEING ...


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Words in Revelation

S A V O R the Blessings...


S A V O R the Blessings...

          Spring
               Ascension
                    Volition 
                         Omnipresence 
                              Resurrection ... soul's divine grace be known...


Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Friday, April 21, 2017

The Child Within Calls...


The child within calls to the T R I B E...

     where Truth rules
          where Revelation is prized
                where I AM is in presence
                      where Beauty is expression
                           where Evolution is life's behest...


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Words in Revelation


Image: Emanuel Dimitri Volakis

Saturday, April 15, 2017

...and so BE the risen light...


Very early in the morning, they came unto the sepulchre, bringing the spices which they had prepared and they found not the body of the Lord Jesus.  
Luke 24:1,3

HE HAS RISEN

This BE in loving grace heard
And known was the TRUTH of HIS WORD
Peace, love and healing did HE bring
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, let us sing
With unerring FAITH within our hearts HE to live
And to this our ardent devotion shall we give.


H A P P Y ~ E A S T E R

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



William-Adolphe Bouguereau, (1825-1905), Le Saintes Femmes au Tombeau (The Holy Women at the Sepulcher) 
The Three Marys at the Tomb, Oil on Canvas, 1876.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

April 2017 ~ National Poetry Month... Celebration it is...past/forward in poetic dialogue...




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In Acknowledgment of National Poetry Month... I am asked what is my purpose as a Poet Laureate... I answer L I F E... to be known by our gifts, our needs, each letter, each word a journey, be it the Love that serves self and others, the Inspiration that speaks to heart and vision, the Freedom that defines our spirit, the Eternal ever present... Yes, an awakening to L I F E defines my purpose.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York





Monday, March 13, 2017

March in its mercurial mood...


March and the call of winter...

trees barren of leaves
budding green in a blanket of snow
sun brilliant in the lambent sky
the calm of a cold cold winter day

March being March in its mercurial mood

holds to the call of winter
summoned be the cold, high winds, and snow angels
crystals of light to come forth in winter’s mood
and so the storm before the gateway to spring.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Spring... Soulful Expression...



Spring in its soulful expression
The bloom of life and beauty
Delicate be the quiver of nature's grace
Such soulful expression within heart to place
The purity of white in snow and bloom anew
This the WAY of GOD in blessings eternal on to You.


Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York






Saturday, March 4, 2017

W H I T E ...


White...
White be the fire flame
The passion of light ne'er to tame
Rapturous be an alchemy done
The fire, the flame, the passion, ONE 
Purity, the forging of SELF and time
Be known the eternal soul divine
White be the fire flame
The passion of light ne'er to tame.


Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Saturday, February 11, 2017

MOMENT by MOMENT …


MOMENT by MOMENT …

                                                          the Momentum of a vision
                                                          the Omnipresence in blessings
                                                          the Manifestation in expression
                                                          the Evolutionary in dominion
                                                          the Nurturance in grace
                                                          the Treasure of breath and BEING…

MOMENT by MOMENT …

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Image: Time: Gary Hickin, Gazart.


Friday, February 10, 2017

With Each Breath New


With Each Breath New

I AM the light of the dawning day
the gentle call of the wind
the sweet song bird song
the moon that calls to the tides
the sun that touches a bloom
the soaring eagle that rises above the storm

I AM the light of the dawning day
the star that shines ever so brightly
the rain that in libation gives its gift
the thunder that sounds the spirit of change
the butterfly that holds to such delicate beauty
the rose with petals softly velvet and piercing thorns

I AM the light of the dawning day with each breath new.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Firmament, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, www.apogeeart.com 





Friday, February 3, 2017

Flame of Breath


Flame of Breath


every experience, every need, every perception
every thought, every longing, every deception
to KNOW THYSELF from each consideration of life
be it of anticipation, of vision, of glory, of strife
a moment, comes to be both the present and the past
every breath of BEING, a seed upon consciousness cast
heed the sounding of change and each calling desire
quell not the flame of breath that feeds passion’s fire.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

#flame #breath #BEING #passion


Wednesday, February 1, 2017

What Color of Spirit...


"Nature always wears the colors of the spirit."
— Ralph Waldo Emerson


What color be this moment ~ What mood ~ What spirit of BEING...

Is it the red of passion that sparks with flame and desire
It it the orange of a setting sun that holds to Creation's fire
Is it the yellow that dances with knowing joy and delight
Is it the green that lives the blessings of God's light
It is the blue so vast and clear of a day time sky
Is it the indigo of the night and stars on high
Is it the violet of Spirit’s crowning grace
Is it the magenta that holds Soul’s place
It is each, each and ALL
Heed the silent and resounding call.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Monday, January 16, 2017

The Blue Butterfly


The Blue Butterfly

In Memoriam ~ Roseanne DiPaolo

sounds of soaring spirit
the flutter of wings in heavenly flight
the delicate grace of a blue butterfly
out of the chrysalis emergent soul of beauty
so too our blessed ascension to BEING.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

ROSANNE



This Presented at  Roseanne DiPaolo  memorial gathering on Sunday, January 15, 2017 with friends, family, all in heartfelt tribute. I was honored to present this at such a loving and spirited dedication. There are indeed so many she touched in her own special way heart to heart. 






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Thursday, January 12, 2017

Petals...



petals, embers of the rose
cast they be upon waters of the sea
their alluring fragrance flowing sweet

be they the nectar of the soulful heart 
from which memory shall not depart

each yet holds to blush and bloom
each from a vine of timeless creation
thorns tempered piercing no more

petals of what was and shall ever be
carried by the waters, the waters of the sea.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Wednesday, January 4, 2017

A Cockle Shell… gifted to me …



as I hold this shell in hand 
felt are the many moons of time
the creating of waves at high tide
delicate yet firm, fragile yet strong
it speaks the silence and the roar of oceans
it holds the heart in stillness and passion
is this not an artifact of life and love itself
is this not the gift of waters vast and flowing
is this not the Creator’s offering of BEING
yes, whispers my soul… yes…


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York