Saturday, December 7, 2019

…the pleasure of the POET



Recently I was asked, “What do you feel when you read or hear a word.?”  I, in response: "Sounds, letters be they heard or silent, gather for their mission… to coney meaning to the NOW.” I look to the sounding vowels, the very spirit of the word, the song within  ready for release. I look to the sounding consonants, for the structure they provide, I look to the silent vowels, the silent consonants, for the support they offer. Yes, they present themselves as WORDS in Revelation …  holding to their mission of commune and call. Be this the pleasure of the POET. In repose, reflection, revelation, resolve...

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Erato, Muse of Poetry, 1870, Sir Edward: Edward John Poynter, English 1836-1919. 
Classicist Painter.


Thursday, December 5, 2019

Within the Mist



...within the mist… 
     the ever present emergence
           the grace of bloom 
                the nurturance 
                     the soaring 
                          this too, our flight to SELF …
                               to our own Spirit, 
                                    our own Evolution, 
                                         our own Love, 
                                              our own Freedom … 
our PRESENCE 💙 to 💙.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Wednesday, December 4, 2019

Cosmic D A N C E



...the leaf touched by the chilling wind
     the snow that falls
          the bird song yet heard
               the chimes sounding... 
                    such be this Cosmic DANCE...
                                        the Deliverance
                                           the Ascension
                                              the Nurturance
                                                 the Creation
                                                    the Exchange...  
of breath and BEING. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Image Credit: : hwbrycewrites:just-a-leaf.



Thursday, November 28, 2019

And so it is… here in my kitchen...


And so it is… here in my kitchen...

The bounty of seed and bloom 
this of Thanksgiving grace
From farm, to home, to counter, 
to stove, to oven, to table to place
Such beauty Mother Nature 
does ever so lovingly conceive 
FOR A THANKSGIVING we in JOYFUL CELEBRATION 
blessedly receive.



Gratitude it is…

Ever with love…


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Photo: Here in my kitchen, CAR, Collectible Clicks ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.



Saturday, November 16, 2019

...and so I ponder...


A leaf, a gem, a crystal, a mineral... and so I ponder...

Could leaves be the very messengers that speak the language of rubies, emeralds, jade, citrine, peridot, tourmaline, malachite? 

These among the myriad of gems of Creation... 
All Above All Below... 
each leaf, each tree, to feed the Earth, 
to transform the Light into crowning jewels. 

A leaf, a gem, a crystal, a mineral... and so I ponder...

As I step into my garden I to greet
The sounding feel of leaves below my feet
From that mighty Oak tree ever strong and tall
This blanket of fallen leaves, gift of Fall
Amber, red, orange and colors of gold
Trees of Birch, Dogwood, mark time and a story told
Leaves alight and with winds do flee
Season of change this be Fall's decree
Warming sun, touched by the morning air
November's gift this hour, sky so blue so fair
These gems of trees in colors bright
Behold the benediction of Creation's light
And so the leaves in time, a blessed alchemy
Mother Earth delivers anew gems of light to be.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Collectible Clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi, Credit: Bruno Monginoux.


Tuesday, November 12, 2019

Veterans Day Tribute 2019...


Words delivered In tribute this Veterans Day, 2019

The gifts of LIFE with vision blessed and bold
This the giving within each Veteran's story told
Loyalty, dedication, ascending care be they known
This in valor by our sons and daughters shown
Courage to hold to freedom's call and light
In perseverance the challenge be it day or night
Fortitude, strength, imbued with heart's noble call
Sacrifices of body, limb, in this a growing toll
And when returned to home's welcomed shore and land
Let us in caring response put support in command
It is resolve that humanity calls to be known
Within the grasps of faith, love and TRUTH be shown
The dream yet dreamed shall unfold
And PEACE to be our story told
This gift of knowing to mark the rising way
And we in tribute give honor to our Veterans this very day.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Indeed a heart touching gathering of community in honor and in gratitude for 
OUR VETERANS, Tappan, New York

As Poet Laureate, Orangetown, New York, I delivered these words ... ever with respect, ever with love, ever in praise... They shall be framed and are to be hung in the Community Room, of HOMES FOR HEROES, Tappan, New York. In commemoration of, "ORANGETOWN HOLIDAY FOR HEROES," Celebration and Brunch.

Sunday, November 3, 2019

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, 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

...and this outside my window...