Divine Frenzy

Divine Frenzy in resplendent grandeur
The passion of life, the Creator's lure
Colors of galaxies and fervor within heart
From this majesty I shan't depart
And I with paint and brush upon canvas white
Embrace the rapture known within the light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Divine Frenzy, Watercolor, Abstract, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com

Resplendent Is My Faith

Within the cross roads of destiny
This luminous light within
And each path I travel
Hush be the discordant din
Resplendent is my faith
The light of passion's desire
Heed I the calling of The Way
Radiant is Spirit's pulsing fire.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Works on Paper, Designs, Gary Manzo, 2010.

Andrea Bocelli - Romanza (Italiano)

the embrace once felt
the faith once shared
the tomorrow once planned
the love once known
ever present in this heart.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Abstraction White Rose II, 1927,Georgia O'Keeffe, 1887-1986.

Of Night Of Day

The brilliant light of the sun to cast
Warmth upon vistas of splendor vast
And when the sun in grandeur sets
Horizons of beauty the heart shan't forget
The majesty of the awakened night sky
Stars, galaxies, the moon on high
This crowning glory of night, of day
To jewel the path, to mark The Way.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


image: http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/ap100721.html

Patterns

Patterns
spirit with motion
colors in orchestration
kaleidoscopic ventures
Patterns
harmonies
the bequest of beauty
the call of silent melodies.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


image: Facebook | Gary Manzo's Photos - Designs by Gary Manzo

Albrecht Durer at the Morgan Library and Museum and I in poetic response: Albrecht Duer’s Melencolia

What confusion, deception, melancholy hovers in heart
From what innocence and faith do you depart
Symbols of knowing in great abound
What is yet to understand, what is yet to be found
Calipers, scales, hourglass, numbers, tools of many a kind
To measure space, time, be they symboled prompts of mind
Functions, forms, objects, tools at hand
What is yet to be within Spirit’s command
Crowned in laurel, wings at rest
Wherein lies the unanswered quest
What deliberation, question or pending plea
What hankering of heart for such melancholy
Mournful feelings known in moments of perceived pain
It is the wretched feeling when shadowed by the inane
Wings alight, mind in knowing pursuit, soul in Spirit’s array
And quelled be the melancholy that darkened the day
With calm resolve, heed I inspiration’s call divine
And newly decreed be joy, the knowing and doing sublime.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Melencolia I, 1514, Engraving, Albrecht Dürer, German, 1471–1528.
click on image for larger view
On Exhibit at the Morgan Library and Museum
http://www.themorgan.org
May 18 through September 11, 2010

The Poet The Painter

The poet the painter
Word by word
Line by line
Brush stroke by brush stroke
Creation's call to be heard
Silent it may be
This echo within heart
Yet a resounding command
From which pen and brush has its start
Symbols and strokes
Markings of PRESENCE
Passion, quest and desire
Color, form, word, line
This soul, this longing
This flame, this fire.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Moment of Freedom, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, abstract, http://www.apogeeart.com

The Artist's Hand

Love be his word to share
Expressed in bonds of devotion and care
Blessings of beauty and grace ever sweet
Upon canvas, vision and Creation meet
Strokes of color, form, and light cast
Of moments now, of moments past
Seized by passion and a knowing goal
Soaring be this calling, this calling of soul
Within there be a questing command
And so summoned is the Muse and the artist's hand.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Study of hands, c. 1474, Leonardo Da Vinci, 1452 - 1519.

In dedication this day to
Edwin Carl Caulley

As Too, The Wind

Magical be the child in knowing grace
Roots of love ever to trace
Seeds of creation, his breath to free
As too, the wind, he in glory BE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


photo credit: http://www.care2.com/greenliving/exercise-to-heal-childhood-anger.html

Ever Present Rapture

A knowing wise, a PRESENCE from which I ne'er depart
This within the deep chambers of my heart
Galaxies and vistas both near and far
Wondrous be the light of each brilliant star
Creations ever present rapture to enfold
Beauty be Creation's story now and ever told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Astronomy Picture of the Day: http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html

I Hear The Silence

I hear the silence
the harmonies, the music
of the sun by day
of the stars and moon by night
I hear the melodies of the firmament in vistas near and far
the rustle of leaves, 'tis the dance of winds
'tis the call of flowing waters
the resounding cresting waves
the thunderous rains echoing from afar
the songbirds heralding the dawn
I hear the silence
the wisdom of the ancients
ALL is sound and ALL is silence
the PRESENCE be known
the rapture be felt
the WORD proclaims its TRUTH.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/image/1006/redrectangle_hst_big.jpg

Timeless Treasures

time measured by the moving sand
ageless be the captivated beauty
the known truth of words
timeless treasures of a moment known
markings upon a page
pages bound
knowing freed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


and in gratitude to
Facebook | Walter Togni's Photos - opere giovanili, libri.
posted to Rose Marie Raccioppi 7/12/2010.

tesori senza tempo

tempo misurato dalla sabbia in movimento
la bellezza senza età essere catturato
conoscere la verità delle parole
tesori senza tempo di un momento noto
marcature su una pagina
pagine rilegate
sapere liberato.

con amore,

Rose Marie

Crowned By A Lambent Blue Sky

The graying weathered cedar fence
Grasped by the many green vines
Aging wood and new blooms
Light beaming through the towering trees

Dancing shadows upon waters a flow
The light of the sun upon pond aglow

The chirping melodies of birds now near
Markings of white, gray, yellow, black, orange, red
Fish of many seasons past
Fish of this season new

Koi and goldfish before me in swimming array
Such be the gifts of a July summer day

Upon a wood crafted chair I do sit
Upon a wood crafted table I take to pen
The gentle sway of lithe cane and leaf at my side
The feel of the warm summer breeze upon my face

A dove perches on the low branch of the Birch tree
Showing itself in beauty and in flight before me

The sounding of water flowing from the bamboo fountain
The gentle ripples and bubbles hold the light of the sun
The flutter of fins as I approach the pond
Feeding ever so welcomed

I cast koi and goldfish food and responsive they be
Such be the gifts this day brings to me

The rhythmic sounding toil of the swing next door
The sound of a child's scamper upon the dry grass
The trill of the songbirds in choral melody
The quickened pace of the squirrel in search

Brilliant white clouds gently rolling on high
And I crowned by a lambent blue sky.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Lambent Blue Sky, Sunday in July, Photo, PFR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.
click on image for a beautifully enlarged view

Firmament

This ever changing firmament
I lovingly behold
Shades, hues and tones
By the light enfold
Sweeping streaks of colors ephemeral
Etch upon the soul.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Silent Night Rhythm, Watercolor, Skyscapes, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com

Michelangelo Merisi Caravaggio

Birth in anticipation
This the hour of Creation's Call
Pulsing, throbbing, life emergent
And then the cry
The resounding glory
Of breath and life
To mark birth anew.

Happy Birthday

In loving devotion to my Son
Christopher Angelo

Mom


Madonna dei Palafrenieri,The Mother, the Child, and the Serpent, first exhibited in Saint Peter's Basilica in 1606, Michelangelo Merisi da Caravaggio, 1571- 1610.

This Your Day in Celebration My Son

This Your Day
July 10, 2010

An ever present call
An insatiable thirst
An embracing quest
'Tis the Creator's hand
With each line drawn
Each stroke complete
Each touch of the clay
The call of Beauty
The call of Truth
This my Son, your destiny Divine.


"Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know."
John Keats, Ode on a Grecian Urn

Happy Birthday

In loving devotion to my son
Christopher Angelo

Mom


Study for Adam, Red chalk on paper, c. 1511, Michaelangelo, 1475-1564. The British Museum, London.


The Sistine Chapel, Il Giudizio Universale, Michelangelo

I Drum ~ Mariano "Tiki" Cantero - Improvisación con Garrahand y Percusión

I Drum

I drum.
It is my heartbeat in celebration.
I chant.
It is my spirit in glory.
I am.
It is my soul in gratitude.

Drums sounding the pulse of the earth
Wild and passion filled waves of motion
Brush strokes holding to the moment
Color deep, vibrant, flaring free
A cadence divine
Held I willingly in its seize
Color and capture orchestrated
Frames of Mind, Opus 6.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Frames of Mind, Opus 6, Watercolor,Conceptual, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com

Drumming is a JOY I share!
This painting, Frames of Mind, Opus 6, was inspired by drumming,
the whole Presence of Self and sound!

Palette and Brush

many moods of light
shadows in spirited encounter
colors resolute
momentary
an ever changing empyrean
call to palette and brush.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Frames of Mind, Opus 7, Watercolor, Conceptual, http://www.apogeeart.com

Long Island ~ Haiku Triune Reflection

distant waters near
touched by Creation's splendor
palette of beauty.

cresting waves of light
waters ever held in grace
the heavens enfold.

breath, life and beauty
ever questing ebb and flow
cast light and shadow.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Long Island, photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.

Fate of Our Fathers

Founding Fathers ~ Signers of the Declaration of Independence

In dedication to
The Orangetown Town Board
Orangetown, New York

The quest for freedom ever sought
Suppression's way ever naught
Pledged and vowed with valor and glory
Our Founding Fathers charted freedom's story.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


John Trumbull's painting depicting the drafting committee of the Declaration of Independence.

The 56 men who signed the Declaration of Independence

Twenty-four were lawyers / jurists.

Eleven were merchants.

Nine were farmers and large plantation owners.

Five were captured by the British as traitors, and tortured before they died. Twelve had their homes ransacked and burned.

Two lost their sons serving in the Revolutionary Army; another had two sons captured.

Nine fought and died from wounds or hardships of the Revolutionary War. They signed and they pledged their lives, their fortunes, and their sacred honor.

And while many know of Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, John Hancock, John Adams, and other famous signers . . . here is what happened to several of the lesser known ones...

Carter Braxton of Virginia, a wealthy planter and trader, saw his ships swept from the seas by the British Navy. He sold his home and properties to pay his debts, and died in rags.

Thomas McKean was so hounded by the British that he was forced to move his family almost constantly. He served in the Congress without pay, and his family was kept in hiding. His possessions were taken from him, and poverty was his reward.

Dillery, Hall, Clymer, Walton, Gwinnett, Heyward, Rutledge, and Middleton had their properties looted by vandals or soldiers.

Thomas Nelson Jr., at the battle of Yorktown, noted that the British General Cornwallis had taken over the Nelson home for his headquarters. He quietly urged General George Washington to open fire. The home was destroyed, and Nelson died bankrupt.

Francis Lewis had his home and properties destroyed. The enemy jailed his wife, and she died within a few months.

John Hart was driven from his wife's bedside as she was dying. Their 13 children fled for their lives. His fields and his gristmill were laid to waste. For more than a year he lived in forests and caves, returning home to find his wife dead and his children vanished. A few weeks later he died from exhaustion and a broken heart.

Norris and Livingston suffered similar fates.

Such were the stories and sacrifices of the American Revolution. These were not wild-eyed or war hungry . . . They were soft-spoken men of means and education. They had security, but they valued liberty more. Standing tall, straight, and unwavering, they pledged . . .

"For the support of this declaration, with firm reliance on the protection of the divine providence, we mutually pledge to each other, our lives, our fortunes, and our sacred honor."

So, every July 4th . . . take a moment to silently remember these first USA patriots for doing what was needed, regardless of consequences to themselves . . . And do the same for all of the heroes who have followed them, as their noble efforts allow us to continue to celebrate Independence Day as it was meant to be!

Freedom is priceless . . . as its costs are the lives given valiantly to have it!

The Birth of Venus

behold this beauty and grace divine
yearnings and libation ever sublime
behold this calling 'tis heaven's plea
blessed be the splendor of the sea.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


The Birth of Venus, 1879, Musee d'Orsay, Paris, William Adolphe Bouguereau, 1825-1905.

Boulder Creek ~ Haiku Reflection

deep in the entwine
this shadowed and white capped flow
hallowed libation.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

and yes,

Moving water, this mighty flow
Ripples now its story
Echoing from its depths
The pain, the loss, the glory.



Boulder Creek, north of Ketchum, Idaho, Photo, Michael Sullivan