Monday, September 23, 2019

Mood of a Season New... here in Tappan, New York


lambent blue and clouds of light
gentle wind and sun lovingly bright
be we embraced this new Fall day
the blessed grace of God's Way
the firmament heralds heartfelt love
the glory upon earth from the heavens above.


Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo: Lambent Blue, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019

At Old Hook Farm




a flower in its grace of bloom
touched be this heart...



Photo: Grace of Bloom, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.





Thursday, September 12, 2019

And so the Pain, and so the QUESTING for PEACE, the call of our PULSING HEARTS




On this day of September 11, 2019

“And so the Pain, and so the QUESTING for PEACE, the call of our PULSING HEARTS 

Here gathered we pause to remember, to grieve with families and friends of those who were victims of a merciless attack, and to honor the heroes, the first responders of the day, 
and each day since, who have suffered the pain, and loss of life,  from the devastating effects of toxins 
upon lungs, heart and BEING.

With prayer and blessings, today 18 years since the day of tragic loss, the human spirit prevails.. and yet we ask..

Where does the pain go
When man annihilates man
When terror rules reason and heart
When the unspeakable defies God’s name.

This the lament, the cry, the ever present echo of 9/11

Tears, heartache, shock, beyond all conceal
For the pain, the horrors, remain real
Time alone does not ease the grief, the pain
For the inward scars of loss long long remain
Deep within, a blessed wise, to hold, to embrace
Memory of our loved ones within heart we place
Tales of responders, heroic be each deed
Humanity and care, held as a living creed

And we ask anew

Where does the pain go
When a life is saved
When love holds a memory
When grace touches the tearful heart

Where does the pain go
When spirit and soul awaken faith
When destiny abides in God’s light
When the silence offers guidance

Where does the pain go
When determination and resolve assemble
When purpose and plan are set forth
When in the name of God, life, beauty and love are called .

And so we gather

In dedication, in honor, and with everlasting love
The souls that dwell within the heavens above.
And in praise, hear we the sounding call of each name
The dreams, the visions held, let us proclaim
In our hearts grant each their completed goals
PEACE onto our pulsing hearts and departed souls.

Thank You.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Tuesday, September 10, 2019

...listen...



hear the songbird song
hear the gentle flutter of wings in flight
hear the rustle of leaves as winds blow
hear the sway of branch and bough
hear your footsteps as they touch the ground
hear the pulsing heart
hear the presence of life itself
breath, breath, breath
can there be any greater music…

Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet

Sunday, September 8, 2019

Looking Skyward...



For once you have tasted flight 
you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, 
for there you have been 
and there you will long to return. 
~Leonardo da Vinci

And when your Son captures you looking skyward... 
a pause at the Tappan Memorial Park, Tappan, New York,
 feeling the embrace of the sun and the grace of the day ...
blessed be the moment...

In Haiku Reflection

to be in stillness
butterflies in lilting flight
blessed be God's grace.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo; Looking Skyward, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019


Saturday, September 7, 2019

Touched by the hand...


Such a beautiful day... At Old Hook Farm...

So delicate be this flower of violet grace
Touched by the hand and in heart to place
Color brilliant and ever so sweetly bold
Within its splendor Creation's story told.

 
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Touched by the hand, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.


Friday, September 6, 2019

A glance away...


in haiku reflection

alchemic it is 
nature in frivolity 
but a glance away.

A  glance away...

To the left of my computer desk, on the second floor of my home, is a window that overlooks a garden of green. Closest is the Dogwood Tree with its amber, gold and red leaves, heralding the coming days of Fall. To the left and right of the Dogwood is bamboo, and further back are oak trees, and pine trees of many seasons.  Here I,  above ground, as the afternoon winds blow, branches bearing leaves sway in lilting grace. Quietude fills my space, and all of nature’s frivolity is but a glance away.

As a young child I would look to the sky for solace, for what I perceived to be GOD,  and unconditional love, for God gave the same sky to me, as HE did to kings and queens. What was on high was to be untouched by hands, to remain pure in its intent, to be where GOD choose to be. In a city wrought with ceaseless activity, I imagined myself in a choir of angels singing sweetly as did the songbirds perched in trees on high.

In reflection, in reverence, I behold the world on high, the tall trees that ascend to spaces above Earth’s ground,  to the nourishment of the sun, the fires that sustain, of the rain, the waters that refresh, of the moving currents of air, the breath of life itself.

YES, quietude fills my space, and all of nature’s frivolity is but a glance away.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo: A glance away, CAR Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.


Sunday, September 1, 2019

Blessings of toil and bounty... Labor Day 2019.


And there it is... the delights of Old Hook Farm... LABOR of the land... and so from farm to table, labor of grace, labor of bounty...
With gratitude,
Rose Marie Raccioppi


In Haiku Reflection

the grace of labor
blessings of toil and bounty
of hand, soil, and sun.

Photo: Old Hook Farm, Rose Marie Raccioppi, Collectible Clicks, CAR, 2019.


Wednesday, August 28, 2019

It is one of those, "JUST BECAUSE," days...




It is one of those, "JUST BECAUSE," days... for there is ... 

                   Beauty and Bounty
                        Exchange and Evolution
                            Care and Creativity

                                Aspiration and Ascension
                                   Unity and Universe
                                      Spirit and Self
                                         Entry and Exit... as I so choose...



Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Paradigm™


Watercolor, Ascension, APOGEE Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, www.apogeeart.com


Monday, August 26, 2019

DIVINE FRENZY




DIVINE FRENZY...

Since 7 years of age I have been guided in my explorations, studies, discoveries, that have come to be of benefit to self and others. Several years ago I availed myself of the writing of Marsilio Ficino, (1433-1499) "Meditation on the Soul, Selected letters of Marsilio Ficino." Several references were made to a state he called, "Divine Frenzy," a state of heightened inspiration, commitment, and vision of purpose in fulfillment.

It was indeed comforting to read Ficino 's words for they were descriptive of my own experience when a new charge of purpose became known to self. YES, a "divine frenzy," indeed. I took to palette and brush and put forth a watercolor aligned with the, "divine frenzy, '' put forth by Ficino, as here presented. The elation, as I experienced, was codified by words, as here presented. 

This morning I awakened to a "DIVINE FRENZY, " to revelations, to clarity of purpose, to a depth of understanding, all anew. 

DIVINE FRENZY

Wrapped in the rapture of consciousness unbridled... set aflame with an insatiable fire ... the knowing that calls to soul... this the exaltation of BEING...

"And when, after having divested yourself of your mortal body, you arrive at the most pure ether, you shall be a God." Pythagoras

compliance gives way to creative freedom
restriction gives way to expansive understanding
confinement gives way to total liberation
doubt gives way to boundless faith
judgment gives way to BEING
DIVINE FRENZY the breath of soul
spirit winds aflame
cloak of mortal clothing shed
flaring breath of soul as SELF known
alignment, resonance with earth, water, fire, air, either
sacred interplay of sound, light and spirit
ascension real, ascension real.


Divine Frenzy, APOGEE Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2000 - 2019. www.apogeeart.com



Sunday, August 25, 2019

...all in this moment NOW...


the love that prevails
the sun that warms
the breeze that cools
the embrace that comforts
the word that celebrates

all in this moment NOW

the remembrance that echoes
the time that gifts
the touch that calls
the season to change
the self to BE

all in this moment NOW

a yesterday in commemoration sweet
a tomorrow with blessings to come
a greeting, a smile, a pause
a knowing wise
a spirit awakened, awakened anew

all in this moment NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

… in reverie… ’tis Sunday...
all in this moment NOW.
~


Saturday, August 24, 2019

...something of the marvelous...


In Haiku Reflection

...and when in the company of a philosopher tea takes to its magic...


breath as genesis
divinity of being
beauty and truth known.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo: Tea Tags,  CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019


Monday, August 19, 2019

M A S K


Several years ago, I wrote, and presented, one of my authored works titled, "M A S K .” This was in response to a graduate course of study. The larger work, several pages of prose, spoke its calling…and so a distillation, a poetic dialogue of soul, rather than a lengthy discourse of academic merit beckoned to be expressed. Within each line presented here, there is a story, mine, yours, or someone you know, love, or care about. Within each line there is a feeling, a knowing, a petition, to be known to the M A S K, to be liberated from its pretense, to be free to be the TRUTH of SELF.


M A S K 

Grant not power to these demons of dark
Hush hush their haunts erase their mark
Be free of judgments and reprisals cruel
Truth and Spirit of Self in light anew to rule
Addict me not to a false quieting of the pain I feel
Make the liberation from a shadowed self a beauty real
MASK not these agonies of the abiding soul
No longer allow deception to demand a toll
Pay not the price of life relegated to sorrow
Live the promise held within each tomorrow
Depression be not a donned cloak of despair
Hold the Faith yet borne of God's loving care
The gift of life and power of will in your story be told
Hail each breath, the cleansing, 'tis the alchemist's gold
See behind the MASK beyond the veil
See the denied pain that is yet to prevail
The masquerade and pretense held to conceal
The SELF that TRUTH alone is to reveal
Reveal, I hear this night command
Cloak not the quiver of shadow close at hand
Remove pretense and the MASK donned to conceal
The TRUTH, the deep knowing, this knowing real
Confront and resolve, the petition summons a call
Beyond all consideration, TRUTH to lay bear ALL
To the plea of this petition I to heed
And TRUTH, 'tis ever the rightful creed.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Sunday, July 21, 2019

A Sunday Meditation… An Awakening...


A Sunday Meditation… An Awakening...

     When these is an awakening… 
          and what it is, IS…Inspired Spirit…
               when LIFE becomes the C O N T E N T , 
                    the meaning, the primordial experience, 
                        when breath becomes the rapture,
                             the inborn receiving, the giving 
                                  from LIFE to LIFE,
                                       the C O N T E N T reveals itself,  
                                           Its embrace is felt in an astounding revelation
                                               A word, a concept, a calling of each letter, 
                                                    the awakening to  C O N T E N T...

                                    Creation
                                        Omnipresence
                                            Nurturance
                                                 Treasure
                                                      Exchange
                                                           Need
                                                                Truth
… and so beloved be this companionship of BREATH and LIFE.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet



Awakened Faith, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 
The Sounding Light Collection, 






Saturday, June 22, 2019

P E R F E C T ...




Indeed a most glorious Saturday here in New York at The Piermont Pier...
A day in which all is P E R F E C T... and known be… 
     Passion
          Exchange
               Reflection
                   Frivolity
                        Evolution
                             Creation
                                  Treasure… 
the lush of green
brilliant colors in bloom
flowers of divine grace
silence in a serenade of spirit

a visit to the waters at the Piermont Pier 
homage with heart's smile 
monument in honor of OUR VETERANS
words read aloud, their calling felt
the American Flag holding to the glowing sun 
gentle winds creating waves of light

the ambient orchestra
stirring water, soft sounding wind
the rustle of the tall grasses
song birds in choral splendor
a pause, a sigh, a deep breath.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photos: Piermont Pier, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.
MONUMENT MARKS 70TH ANNIVERSARY OF CAMP SHANKS, WW II BASE LOCATED IN ROCKLAND COUNTY, NEW YORK. WORDS: "TO HONOR THOSE WHO LIVED A CAUSE," BY ROSE MARIE RACCIOPPI, POET LAUREATE, ORANGETOWN, NEW YORK.

Sunday, June 16, 2019

... ever his little girl...


Each letter ...

My Father’s little girl I was born to be
The meaning of love he did bring to me
And as I reflect on what be taught
FATHER becomes real in all he brought
In ways often magical he would proclaim
Each letter what was to be in love’s claim
And so it is in reflection this day with grace
I live what in heart he did lovingly place…

Faith and frivolity
Awareness and aspiration
Truth and treasure
Harmony and honor
Exchange and evolution
Righteousness and reflection


HAPPY FATHER’S DAY

Ever your little girl,

Rose Marie


Monday, June 10, 2019

Legacy of Valor...



WE in Orangetown, New York, Rich in History, WW II and SHANKS LEGACY... An exhibit of The Orangetown Historical Museum and Archives, do plan to visit ...
Yes, as a child of WW II memories ever so real. As Poet Laureate, I am honored to present a banner in PRAISE ~ this outside of Orangetown Town Hall... 🇼🇸

OUR VETERANS
'Tis the vision of freedom and valor within souls we hail
Homage, gratitude to OUR VETERANS ever, ever, to prevail
The gifts of LIFE with vision blessed and bold
This the giving within each Veteran's story told
In reverent celebration of OUR VETERANS, their sacrifices made
To defend our freedoms and liberties our founding fathers laid.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 



Sunday, June 9, 2019

Such be the splendor... within the will of beauty...



within the will of beauty each bloom a blessed story
be this God’s grace in presence, truth and sublime glory
hue, texture, petals, vibrant and delicately divine
the gifts of this season, the majestic NOW of time.

June 8, 2019 at the New York Botanical Garden, Bronx, New York.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photos: CAR Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.

Friday, June 7, 2019

Ascend to the calling...




to defend beyond offense
be this the way of the knowing heart
from which compassion, grace, harmony, bear their start
each holds to perceptions birthed from experience and time
let us ascend to the calling of the DIVINE
                         Deliverance, 
                               Inspiration, 
                                   Volition, 
                                        I AM, 
                                            Nurturance, 
                                                 Eternal,
in thought, quest,  word and deed
and so shall PEACE… PEACE be a blessed creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Paradigm™