A TASK

What moves me to put aside a task

A question onto SELF I ask

Why do I feel compelled to share

What in heart is love and care

Is it the calling echo of time

That beckons these expressions mine

What brings a poet to heed the WORD

If not the beauty of breath and being heard

Headlines, NEWS, bear they their claim

And I pray our salvation in God’s name 

Nature endures amidst destruction and dismay

And saved is the ultimate TRUTH of the WAY

A resolve pulses within heart

  And now the task, I to start

Be it to, "chop wood, carry water," task at hand

Known be the joy of grace in command.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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The heavens, the earth in libation meet

such be this day of rain

hear I its sounding refrain

upon rooftops and gardens melody sweet

the heavens, the earth in libation meet

the grass yet held green

leaves of bright color upon trees seen

and some a carpet upon the ground

touched by libation's blessed sound.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

A Fallen Leaf

Collect a fallen leaf on this October day

Know the blessings it holds in its magical way

Press between folds of paper, a treasure to be

The strength, the grace, of a towering tree 

Time does pass and held within a memory true

A leaf, a moment, all in celebration of you

It may call to be on view and framed 

Simply a JOY ~ a moment of time so claimed.

 

Blessings be known,

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Abiding Days

rising from clouds that dark be

light blessed onto thee

the changing mood of the firmament's grace

light that calls to heart's place

the lambent blue ordained by emergent rays

the ever present quest of our abiding days.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Abiding Days, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2020.

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Aristotle's Word...

Aristotle's Word…

"In all things of nature, 

there is something of the marvelous."  

upon a weathered table

'tis the tree that once was

a leaf upon it rests 

herald be the golden alchemy of Fall

in answer to the season's vow and call

and I with tea and Aristotle's word 

the stillness of all lovingly heard.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Photo: Leaf~Tea Tag~ Aristotle, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2020.

A Secret Held...

It has been said: 

"Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower."
~ Albert Camus

As I look to the jeweled tone colors of leaves ... 

Each color, a secret held, until the season renewed its vow

For the splendor of color to soar free from branch and bough

In the embrace of the lambent sky and sun so very bright

Leaves of radiant color swept by autumn winds in wistful flight

Brilliant hues of orange, crimson, red, burgundy, and gold

A blanket of leaves upon the ground, the tale of Fall be told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Blanket of Leaves, CAR Collectible Clicks, © Rose Marie Raccioppi. 

Lovingly Present

"Do not grow old, no matter how long you live. Never cease to stand like curious children before the Great Mystery into which we were born."

~Albert Einstein

Indeed… Curious C H I L DR E N…

the seeking, the searching, the exploration, and known be

Creation, 

                    Harmony, 

                        I AM, 

                            Love, 

                                Deliverance, 

                                    Revelation, 

                                        Evolution, 

                                            Nurturance,  as I imagine, as I choose to BE.

Lovingly Present

Memories within her fibers deep

There rests her inner child asleep

A young girl of imagination now grown

Yet in remembrance of all ever known

She is spirit free of confine

Reminding me of liberation mine

Ever embracing, discovering, initiating a knowing wise

Understanding those who may beckon demise

And so in joyful encounter she chooses to be

And awakened remains lovingly present within me.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Photo; Rose Marie, 1938.