known be this journey
path of light in blessings be
constant is the change.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
image: google courtesy.
Saturday, July 28, 2018
Wednesday, July 25, 2018
Hour by Hour...
Hour by hour ... the sun, the rain, the storm, the calm, the joy, the pain, the vision, the knowing, the doubting, the dream yet real, ever CHANGE ... be it the resounding call, the ever present quest for...
Creation
Harmony
Ascension
Nurturance
Grace
Evolution ... to serve, to BE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Simply KNOW...
Simply KNOW...
Know you are emergent and eternal
Ever to be responsive to change and challenge
Know there is within and without an unconditional love
This be the warmth of the sun
The light of the moon
The sparkle of the stars
The rains in libation sweet
The tides that ebb and flow
Know that LOVE is its own alchemy
Ever giving rise to a golden dawn
Live as SELF, as ONE
With the accord
The understanding
The reverence for life
Emergent and eternal...
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Founder/Director
APOGEE Paradigm™
Monday, July 23, 2018
YES, Walk the trees...
YES, walk the trees
the stones
the earth
the fields
the pastures
the garden
the gifts of CREATION
in humble submission and knowing JOY
be touched by the rains
the flow of water
the strength of roots
the grounding spirit
the sun that warms
the winds that whisper secrets
the presence of BEING.
🌀
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Sunday, July 22, 2018
The trees that once were...
I have oak floors throughout my home…
...they are finished only with walnut oil…
The trees that once were...
I walk barefoot in gratitude upon the trees that once were
that now in planks of beauty support each step I take
yes, I feel the power, the life,
the giving, of each oak plank below my feet
I hear the winds in silence
that embraced each bough, branch and leaf
through the seasons of time
in silence I hear
in stillness I walk
in BEING, I AM
upon the trees that once were.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
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Photo: ©RMR, Collectible Clicks, Trees that once were, 2018.
Wednesday, July 18, 2018
Calling be the ~ W I N G S...
Calling be the ~ W I N G S...
In the Wondrous emergent
In the I AM that is
In the Nurturance of beauty
In the Grace of creation
In the Spirit of being...
In the I AM that is
In the Nurturance of beauty
In the Grace of creation
In the Spirit of being...
Blessed be the gifts...
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Thank You to Bob Jessen... Photo by Rick Bunting, Nature Photographer Extraordinaire.
Saturday, July 7, 2018
...and so it is... Roses in bloom...
And so it is...
In a vase so beautifully they now stand
Such be this gift of the Creator’s hand
Petals in bloom open to the light they be
The passion of a Red Rose beckons one to see
The beauty that unfolds in such resplendent array
Sweet, sweet be the savor of spirit brought our way.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
A Dozen ROSES...
A Dozen ROSES gifted to me...
A dozen Roses in splendor they be
Such beauty of bloom graced onto thee
The majestic in petals of passion's embrace
The beauty, the magic, within heart I place.
Thank You Dear Esther Dederichs.
And so it is...
In a vase so beautifully they now stand
Such be this gift of the Creator’s hand
Petals in bloom open to the light they be
The passion of a Red Rose beckons one to see
The beauty that unfolds in such resplendent array
Sweet, sweet be the savor of spirit brought our way.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Sunday, July 1, 2018
THE WAY...
clay and stone
structure and form
stability and grace
the way of the sculptor
colors in revelation
lines in expression
strokes that summon the spirit
the way of the artist
echoes of heart
the calling of soul
word as the spirit of BEING
the way of the poet.
silence and sound
thought and mood
passion and pulsing
the way of the SELF.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Oranetown, New York
W I T H I N they BE...
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
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