F A T E

I am told it is FATE...
... if it is so, then to thyself ask... F A T E ...

     what Freedom am I to unfold
          what Aspiration from time untold 
               what Treasure of self to reveal
                    what Eternal calling beyond conceal...

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Words in Revelation

DRAGONFLY...

DRAGONFLY...

dragonfly dragonfly

upon its wings I ride

with the wind’s whispers

with the touch of the sun

with the shimmer of the light

with the grace of BEING

with the call, the call of flight.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Dragonfly, Widow Skimmer by Rick Bunting, 2017. 

Thank You
 Bob Jessen <3 span="">.

July 4, 1776... The Declaration of Independence... FREEDOM...

FREEDOM… the vision, the quest, the glory… all in…

          Faith
               Revelation
                    Evolution
                         Exchange
                              Deliverance
                                    Oneness
                                         Manifest…the hue and cry of Spirit...
                                                                                                   of Heart 
                                                                                                          of Soul...

Such be the toil of our Founding Fathers

Declaration of Independence

July 4, 1776.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#FREEDOM

MOODS of BEING...

MOODS of BEING…

the thunderous rain upon rooftops

the cresting waves of the sea

the brooks, streams and rivers

known within they be

the warming passion of the sun

the flowers in blooming frivolity

the winds that whisper secrets

known within they be

the earth that holds to will

the mountains that call to me

the plains and valleys in offerings of grace

known within they be

the sunrise, the sunset.

time an ever present decree

the clouds, the storms, the quakes

known within they be.

the call, the beckoning, the quest defined

the vision, the light, the promise to see

the past, the present, ever the NOW

known within they be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#MOODS  #BEING