...and so...the fanciful

fanciful 'tis the mood at hand
delight ever at my command
a palette with a tall tale told
be there the fanciful to behold.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


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Fanciful, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

The Night

the night
infinite in its depths
vast in its darkness
complete in its solitude
welcomes me into slumber's embrace
and I behold the light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


The Night, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...a dream... sweet surrender...

a dream
slumber's sweet surrender
mystical ethereal array
a casting call
for players of the light
be this the theater of my soul
a dream
slumber's sweet surrender.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Sweet Surrender, Image, © Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Gems of Green

thunderous skies above
clouds in flight
sweet sweet are the rains
that bathe each leaf in light
upon these gems of green
budding blossoms gold they be
garden delights of summer
held in heart for me.

Thank You Jake

Love,
Grandma


Gems of Green, Photograph, Jake Raccioppi, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Whirling ~ Divine Frenzy

in reverie, in silence, in the wake of a dream
visions beyond what is of the waking mind
thoughts go beyond continuity and reason
colors as expressions of spirit
lines as paths to the calling soul
words as echoes of the heart
this the enfold
the embrace of what is to manifest
gestures in quest
a palette that beckons
words to be held anew
a divine frenzy
the surreal free to be itself
galaxies in flowing swirls
whirling PRESENCE
man woman all that IS
the BIRTH ETERNAL.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Whirling, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.


And so my purposes defined...

"A story is told according to which Saint-Pol-Roux, in times gone by, used to have a notice posted on the door of his manor house in Camaret, every evening before he went to sleep, which read: THE POET IS WORKING." Surrealism, Andre Breton, 1924

Paul-Pierre Roux, called Saint-Pol-Roux (15 January 1861, quartier de Saint-Henry, Marseille - 18 October 1940, Brest) was a French Symbolist poet. Saint-Pol-Roux equally created the notion of "idéoréalisme". He desired an artistic fusion between the real world and the world of ideas, in a Neoplatonic perspective. Neoplatonism combined ideas from Plato, Aristotle, Pythagoras, and the Stoics with oriental mysticism. It envisages the human soul rising above the imperfect material world through virtue and contemplation toward knowledge of the transcendent ONE. He imagined a cosmology in which Beauty - lost in the real world - has to be revealed by the poet.

Tribute to Herbert James Draper ~ The Artist's Hand

with light and the eternal quest of beauty
within the sea's ebb and cresting call
within the heavens
within the splendor of form and structure
within the line that holds grace
be TRUTH known
the artist's hand.


In Dedication
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Summer Rain

of what part of your world is this moment lived
is it of the galaxies and starlight
is it of the garden with bounty and bloom
is it of the gentle touch of a newborn's grasp
is it of the smile of a loved one near
of what part of your world is this moment lived
is it of the splendor of the rising sun
is it of the whispers of the calling wind
is it of the resounding crest of ocean waves
is it of the gentle ripple of flowing streams
of what part of your world is this moment lived
is it of the summer rain held by the lotus
is it of the lilting tune of the songbird
is it of the rolling clouds up on high
is it of the eagle in soaring flight
of what part of your world is this moment lived
it is of the sweet memories past
is it of the vision of a quest fulfilled
is it of the moment complete
is it of ALL known in silence divine
of what part of your world is this moment lived.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Summer Rain, Photograph, PFR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Nature by Numbers

...Fibonacci ~ haiku reflection ~ in the garden...

petals and patterns
this sacred geometry
creation's splendor.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



In the Garden, Photograph, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011

Strings Divine ~ Stradivarius

haiku reflections

a call to angels
music upon strings divine
hearts be known in song.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Antonio Stradivari (1644 – 1737), Painting on Panel, 1893, Edgar Bundy, 1862-1922.

Sweet Bloom

haiku reflections...

thoughts of carousels
magical feelings of joy
sweet bloom of love's light.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Sweet Bloom, Photograph, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...in the garden...behold...

pale be words for the brilliance of bloom
behold the majesty of each petal
in silence the poetry resounds
and the heart hears its light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Iris Bloom, Photograph, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011

Newswire... Headliners... BEYOND ...

ridden with darkness and the wake of pain

the clutches of shadows and the inane

'tis not life that looms, bows and seeks to hide

but the illusions and hurts held deep inside

beyond all hurt, doubt and unabated fear

ever the hand of grace reaching near

beyond devastation and the din of despair

lies the answered call of light and faith's care.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

BEYOND, Image: NGC 7023: The Iris Nebula: Credit & Copyright: Daniel López, IAC http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap101112.html

'O Sole Mio

Sunset Over Naples
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Neapolitan lyrics

Che bella cosa e' na jurnata 'e sole
n'aria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe' ll'aria fresca pare già na festa
Che bella cosa e' na jurnata 'e sole
Ma n'atu sole,
cchiù bello, oje ne'
'O sole mio
sta 'nfronte a te!
'O sole, 'o sole mio
sta 'nfronte a te!
sta 'nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne,
me vene quase 'na malincunia;
sotto 'a fenesta toia restarria
quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne.
Ma n'atu sole,
cchiù bello, oje ne'
'O sole mio
sta 'nfronte a te!
'O sole, 'o sole mio
sta 'nfronte a te!
sta 'nfronte a te!


English translation

What a beautiful thing is a sunny day,
The air is serene after a storm
The air's so fresh that it already feels like a celebration
What a beautiful thing is a sunny day
But another sun,
that's brighter still
It's my own sun
that's upon your face!
The sun, my own sun
It's upon your face!
It's upon your face!
When night comes and the sun has gone down,
I almost start feeling melancholy;
I'd stay below your window
When night comes and the sun has gone down.
But another sun,
that's brighter still
It's my own sun
that's upon your face!
The sun, my own sun
It's upon your face!
It's upon your face!

Post Script

I grew up with my grandfather singing this to me - He sang it with the purest of Neapolitan love. He would say I was the sun of his day...yes, sweet tears of love come to heart...

'O Sole Mio
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

'O sole mio" is a globally known Neapolitan song written in 1898. The lyrics were written by Giovanni Capurro, and the melody was composed by Eduardo di Capua. It has been performed and covered by many artists, including such stalwarts of opera as Enrico Caruso, Beniamino Gigli, Mario Lanza, The Canadian Tenors, and The Three Tenors. Luciano Pavarotti won the 1980 Grammy Award for Best Classical Vocal Performance for his rendition of "'O sole mio". Though there are versions in other languages, "'O sole mio" is usually sung in the original Neapolitan language.

... impressions... the victor... palette and haiku...

dauntless seas of time
shores of valor and conquest
tides of the victor.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

The Victor, Image, © Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

.. playfulness... haiku...

a palette at play
colors in flowing delight
the muse is smiling.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Palette At Play, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Green Rhapsody

... haiku reflections...

this green rhapsody

the lilting rustling of leaves

wind song of the night.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Green Rhapsody, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

YET

the sun yet rises

the flame yet burns

the passions yet call

the inspiration yet beckons

the grace yet flows

the music yet plays

the colors yet dance

the beauty yet held

the soul yet soars

the TRUTH yet lived.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Yet, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Enfold

tones and hues
shadows and light
enfold these thoughts
time draped
in chambers of heart
swaddled in soul's call.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Enfold, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...a drive along a country road...

...a drive along a country road...
feel and hear the winsome wind
with colors of bloom
sun, tree and flower be its song
grace be its sweet melody
flowing flowing be its dance.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Winsome Wind, Image, © Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

..echoes... palette and haiku...

morning serenade
whispering echoes of light
such be the wind's song.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Echoes of Light, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

'tis Saturday night...

..'tis Saturday night...

lets dance... the music is playing...

Let's Dance, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Mind and Heart

...waves...colors...

palette and mood
mind and heart
aesthetic waves of thought
colors speaking memory
presence
hues of light and breath.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Mind and Heart, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

... summer magic... fanciful yes...

the magic of summer
blooms of color
dance
and sing the wind
in gardens of splendor.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Summer Magic, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...winds...palette and haiku...

morning be the light

winds of spirit sweep the sky

sweet awakening.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Winds of Spirit, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...Within...

within the depths

mother earth's pulsing womb

seeds nourished by Creation's quest

ever the birthing of bounty divine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Within the Depths, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

.. arising ... palette and haiku

an arising light
the darkness is awakened
moment of glory.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Arising Light, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...Sunday in June.. .Harp Song...

harp song of my soul
blossoms of my mind
this sounding heart
such be the blessings
and grace of love known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Harp Song, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

... summer gatherings... haiku reflection...

bright smiles and laughter
such sweet savor of summer
watermelon mood.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Watermelon Mood, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011

...roots... haiku reflection... colors upon a palette...

stand amid the trees
feel earth's dance below your feet
roots of joy be known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Root of Joy, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

... this hour... night aflame...

within soul feel I this dance of fire

night aflame with passion and desire

rapture 'tis ecstasy's embrace divine

sacred flame in heart's chambers mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Night Aflame, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Touch of Blue

yesternight in distances so very far

I upon a crescent star

in slumber's fold ever sweet

spirit and body in flight to meet

with morning an awakening new

and held in heart this touch of blue.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Touch of Blue, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

... slumber...

within my chamber
a seductive slumber sweet
allure of this night.

veils of soft winds blow
cradled I in this June night
boundless vista far.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Slumber, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...the birthing...

from the depths of silence
heard is the resounding stillness
this soaring solitude of PRESENCE
and the birthing of JOY.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

The Birthing of Joy, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

...dance...dance...dance

haiku reflections

music of my heart
dance of grace within my soul
grandeur of spirit.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Grandeur, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.