Sunday, December 10, 2017

Stairway to Heaven ~ Led Zeppelin... ""...How everything still turns to gold..."


Stairway to Heaven - Led Zeppelin

As I listen, the last lines become known deeply... an intent of identity... ".

"...And as we wind on down the road 
Our shadows taller than our soul
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show 

How everything still turns to gold
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll
And she's buying the stairway to heaven."


Songwriters: Jimmy Page / Robert Plant
Stairway to Heaven lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc


The Dawning Light

the scars of abuse upon this mind
the echoes of taunts within this heart
the shadows dark upon this soul
momentary be their reign
momentary be I their prisoner
for within lies the power of resolve
for within lies the light of the Omnipresence 

for within lies the liberation of spirit
the scars of abuse dissolve into understanding 
the echoes of taunts resound with compassion 
the shadows dark ascend to the dawning light 
and I in the Willful Presence of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate 
Orangetown, New York 


Saturday, December 9, 2017

She to SELF


She to SELF
Aflame afire free
Wild winds of spirit
Passions unleashed
And so she soars to vistas unknown
Lucid dreams of emergent colors
Worlds in rhythmic motion
Sounds lyrical, sweet, thunderous
Pulsing, pulsing, pulsing
Her heart a vibrant chord
Sounding, sounding, sounding
Echoes of silence now heard
The taunts of oppression scream free
Derision gives way to deliverance
She beckons, she calls
She to SELF…she to SELF
FREE …FREE… FREE.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet

She to SELF, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2017.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Bloom it Shall...



Bloom it Shall...
Seeds held gently by the glory of light
Soon to be taken by winds in flight
Milkweed seed held in nature's embrace and call
Bloom it shall, when upon Earth it comes to gracefully fall
In celebration of the NOW and days yet to come
Creation's will, creation's will, thy will be done.


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo: Rick Bunting, Nature Photographer


Saturday, November 11, 2017

Andrea Bocelli Melodramma


What was IS...as the Inspired Spirit of BEING... 
sings he the light, the soaring of the soul, 
the harmonies of the heart,,, 
and we are touched BEING to BEING. 
BRAVO!! 
I listen, I feel, and the heart holds tears 
and the the soul sings the splendor 
and tears become the rivers of grace.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 


Italian
Melodramma

Questa mia canzone
Inno dell’amore
Te la canto adesso
Con il mio dolor
Così forte, così grande
che mi trafigge il cuor.

Ma limpido è il mattino
tra i campi odor di vino
Io ti sognavo e adesso
Ti vedo ancora lì
Ah, quanta nostalgia
Affresco di collina
Io piango che pazzia
Fu andarsene poi via.

Questa melodia
Inno dell’amore
Te la canto e sento
Tutto il mio dolor
Così forte, così grande
che mi trafigge il cuor.

Ma limpido è il mattino
tra i campi un gran mulino
lì è nato il mio destino
amaro senza te…
amaro senza te.

E questo core canta
Un dolce melodramma
È l’inno dell’amor
Che canterò per te
È un melodramma che
Che canto senza te.

English
Melodrama

This song of mine
A hymn to love
I'm singing it you now
With my pain
That is so strong and so big
That torments my heart

But the morning is a clear one
There's a smell of wine amidst the fields
I dreamed of you and now
I still see you there
Oh, it's so much nostalgia
Frescoes1 show the hill
I cry, what a madness it is
To go away later

This song of mine
A hymn to love
I sing it and I feel
All my pain
That is so strong and so big
That torments my heart

But the morning is a clear one
There's a mill amidst the fields
There is where my destiny was born
Without you, it is bitter...
Without you, it is bitter

And this heart is singing
A sweet melodrama
It's the hymn of love
That I'll sing for you
It's a melodrama that
That I sing without you.





Friday, November 10, 2017

Veterans Day 2017


Saturday, November 11
Veterans Day 2017 in United States of America
And this in Tribute to a Veteran that has served countless other veterans over an exemplary record of service for the last 30 years... 

Vietnam Veterans of America
Chapter 333 Rockland County 
New York
30th Anniversary 


In Honor of Jerry Donnellan 
"Rockland Veterans Agency Director, Jerry Donnellan, has announced his retirement — well, to the extent that Jerry can retire. We fully expect Donnellan to continue advocating for his fellow veterans, and welcome his rabblerousing on their behalf.
Donnellan, who has served at the agency for three decades, leads by example. He tells of his own catastrophic injury — riddled with shrapnel, a leg blown off in battle during the Vietnam War. He frequently discusses personal and ongoing struggles with post-traumatic stress. He has worked closely with the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs but has called out its shortcomings loudly and repeatedly.
Donnellan, 70, has done much to make sure local vets are remembered and properly honored. He worked for years to get notification from the VA when a servicemember returned home. He helped establish FAVOR, which stands for Find and Assist Vets of Rockland, which provides discounts from local merchants. He helped establish the county's Public Service Medal to honor those who served in Afghanistan, Iraq, or as part of the global war on terrorism. These and similar efforts, though, were also about connecting with local veterans who may be wary of government. That way, his office could provide support and advocacy now or whenever it was needed.”
The Journal News. http://www.lohud.com/…/06/07/veterans-thank-jerry/377080001/
These Words Delivered in Loving Tribute... for it was the vision held by Jerry Donnellan that these words were made known... Camp Shanks Memorial, 70th Anniversary and V-E Day. at the Piermont Pier, Piermont, New York

To Honor Those Who Lived a Cause
Flowers and flags in devoted array
A loving tribute in homage this day
To honor those who lived a cause
This moment, this day, and so a pause
Hearts and souls in valor known
Right Intention and devotion shown
Battlefields of victory and plight
Through all beheld freedom’s light
Answered they did to liberty’s plea
That freedom be held for a you, a me
Sons and daughters, husbands and wives
Children of purpose have given their lives
The breath of freedom an endowment divine
Bequeathed to life yours, life mine
With valor and sacrifice they gave
And embraced the call yet to be brave
In memorial and reverence gather we
For held be the right that we live free
Memory of each life gone never to fade
Live we life’s blessings for sacrifice made.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


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YES, this night past... a dream... ever so real... as in moons gone by and this day present... Celestial Sea




Once again in flight across vistas near and far
Embraced by the light of the sun and a distant star
Upon a magical cloak of white
Traveled I through the night
And as the dawning came to be
I above the cresting waves of a celestial sea
Hearts across the horizon rise in praise
And I swept in the joy of awakening days
People of lands above mountains high
Sing their soul’s song to the intrepid sky
The harp song of the wind is heard
Be this the adoration of the WORD
A silent melody of love and lilting grace
Within my heart this soaring I to place
Heart’s chambers in pulsing passion divine
Awakened, awakened to the NOW of self and time
And as I record this dream awake so lovingly known
Blessed be the light, the light so brilliantly shown
We to sing as a chorus of divinity, peace and love 
Blessed be the souls of Earth and the heavens above.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Celestial Sea, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, APOGEE Vibrational Art, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com


Friday, November 3, 2017

In the Embrace of the Warming Sun…




The offerings of this day onto thee
Brilliant be the sun on the towering tree
Gems of color in glorious array to behold
Crimson, gold, russet, emerald, amber, Autumn’s story told 
Birds in flight, their sweet song now be heard
Known be Creation’s Love, Creation’s WORD
Fluttering leaves to blanket the ground
As above, so below,  gifts of grace be they found.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Monday, October 30, 2017

Thyself Claimed



Pay heed to your call of soul, of heart
To emotions, sensations, from truth shan't depart
Restlessness, the beckoning for attention, a vision clear
Confront the drama, shackles that bind and hold to fear
Haunts of judgment be they named, be they willfully tamed
In TRUTH know thyself, thyself, thyself claimed.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Founder/Director
APOGEE Paradigm™




Sunday, October 29, 2017

In Honor... In Tribute...Vietnam Veterans of America...

Vietnam Veterans of America
Chapter 333 Rockland County 
New York

30th Anniversary Dinner
October 28, 2017

In Honor of Jerry Donnellan



"Rockland Veterans Agency Director Jerry Donnellan has announced his retirement — well, to the extent that Jerry can retire. We fully expect Donnellan to continue advocating for his fellow veterans, and welcome his rabblerousing on their behalf.
Donnellan, who has served at the agency for three decades, leads by example. He tells of his own catastrophic injury — riddled with shrapnel, a leg blown off in battle during the Vietnam War. He frequently discusses personal and ongoing struggles with post-traumatic stress. He has worked closely with the U.S. Department of Veterans Affairs but has called out its shortcomings loudly and repeatedly. 
Donnellan, 70, has done much to make sure local vets are remembered and properly honored. He worked for years to get notification from the VA when a servicemember returned home. He helped establish FAVOR, which stands for Find and Assist Vets of Rockland, which provides discounts from local merchants. He helped establish the county's Public Service Medal to honor those who served in Afghanistan, Iraq, or as part of the global war on terrorism. These and similar efforts, though, were also about connecting with local veterans who may be wary of government. That way, his office could provide support and advocacy now or whenever it was needed.”  

These Words Delivered in Loving Tribute


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Thursday, October 26, 2017

The P O E T



An impression, and words may seem pale in offering a description. The need to make what is felt, what is seen, what is heard, what is experienced, calls to the POET… and beckons the Muse… to utter the sounds of …

Passion
Omnipresence
Eternity
Truth … of beauty of BEING.

"The poet is the sayer, the namer, and represents beauty. He is a sovereign, and stands on the centre. For the world is not painted, or adorned, but is from the beginning beautiful; and God has not made some beautiful things, but Beauty is the creator of the universe. Therefore the poet is not any permissive potentate, but is emperor in his own right.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Curtain Call



The Theatre of our lives
Be it a performance real
Quest and pursuit ne’er conceal
Be it of vision, and a knowing wise
Love, faith, truth, beyond demise
Be it staged, spontaneous, ever in revelation
Each breath of BEING in the NOW celebration
Imagine, envision, dream the dream awake
Yours is a role not another can take
Curtain Call, Bravo, Bravo be it heard
Within your heart pulsing be passion’s word
The prize, the trophy, to bear your name
You in fulfillment of the players game
You in fulfillment of the players game.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Outside my window...


The Feel of September…
outside my window
the sky darkening
the winds sounding
rustling be the leaves
the deep green of the towering oak
the blushing anew of the dogwood
this the twilight hour
a sweet solitude
a gentle silence
a sigh, a pause…


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


SEPTEMBER ... endings...beginnings... Summer to Fall...


... with blush ever anew...

leaves, branch and bough
in homage to the season's vow
a season with blush ever anew
crimson, russet, golden tone and hue
a palette of color be this joyful array 
known as the delights of a September day
brilliant be nature's blessed bounty all
melodies of color sing out sing out, 'tis coming of Fall.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo Credit: Bernard Spragg. NZ – Autumn hues.

Sunday, September 17, 2017

This day calls...


Reflection...

the storms that have come to be
the ravages of rain, winds, water and sea
the loss calls heart to heart
from which rebuilding bears its start
community to community in many a need
let charity, faith and love be our shared creed.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Tappan, New York


RESONANT...


The glory of SELF... the grace of BEING... 
this the RESONANT...known in...
       
 Revelations    
    Eternity
       Spirit 
          Omnipresence
             Nature
               Ascension
                  Nurturance
                     Truth ... in all blessings BE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


A Sunday in September...

Outside my Window... in Tappan, New York...

the towering dogwood in blushing tones of crimson
the song bird singing its song ever so sweetly
the scamper of squirrels
the dew touched grass in splendors of green
the sky alight with the promise of the day
the gifts, the gifts, expressions of The Way.


Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Dance of Light



passions known and expressed they be
deliverance by the hands of destiny
line, color, and shadows cast in light
to the call of the muse in flowing flight
with palette and bush a mood to define
such be the gifts, the gifts of NOW and time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate

Dance of Light, APOGEE Vibrational Art, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 


Wednesday, August 9, 2017

...blessed hands...



          ... blessed hands that sculpt beauty and hold to truth
                form
                     structure
                          line
                               passion
                                    captured 
                                          be the grace
                                                the pain
                                                      the ecstasy 
                                                            the quest of BEING...

Rose Marie Raccioppi 


Gian Lorenzo Bernini, Terracotta bozetto for "Ecstasy of St. Theresa", 1647-1652.
Gian Lorenzo Bernini, "Ecstasy of St. Theresa", 1652, Santa Maria della Vittoria, Rome.

Gian Lorenzo Bernini
Born 7 December 1598
Naples, Kingdom of Naples, in present-day Italy
Died 28 November 1680 (aged 81)
Rome, Papal States, in present-day Italy
Nationality Italian
Known for Sculpture, painting, architecture
Notable work:
David,
Apollo and Daphne,
The Rape of Proserpina,
Ecstasy of Saint Theresa
Movement Baroque style