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Nightingale

Oh, sweet sounds thy Nightingale

Upon my soul this night I hail

And I in reverie and charm delight

Embraced by this sonorous night

Light lilting waves of love so real

All within my heart to feel

In this rapture now be heard

The music of the night songbird.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate 

Orangetown, New York

Peeking Green ~ 2021

This has been a WINTER to its name here in New York and New Jersey. Today, with yet mounds of snow from the last snowstorm, hints of the SPRING to come are joyfully present. Melting snow, peeking green of blooms, brilliant clear sky, the touch of the warming sun, all within the embrace of quietude and this season's cycle of change... so BE the Glory of Creation.

Peeking Green

The days of March yet young

A bit of time for Winter's season done

Peeking green through melted snow

Winds of winter in gentle whispers yet blow

A sounding serenade through barren branches heard

And the coveted song of a nesting songbird

The crisp leaves of Fall's season yet found

With broken twigs upon this awaiting ground

Driving be the rains upon emergent buds of green

Winter giving over to Spring in this moment seen

Felt is the quiver of ground below my feet

Pulsing be Mother Earth as Spring she greets.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photos: Peeking Green, KK. ©Collectible Clicks, 

Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021.

Thank You KK for capturing blooms awakening 

to the light and joy of SPRING.

In acknowledgment of International Women's Day ~ On Being a WOMAN.

On Being a WOMAN

                                Holding to the....... Wonder

                                Aware of the.......... Omnipresent

                                Feeling the............ Marvel

                                Living the.............. Aspiration

                                Fulfilling .............. Need

Words to define what it is to be a woman

Come from the special meaning of who we are

With grace we receive and provide the ultimate giving

With love we nurture

With question we pursue

With pain we give birth and revel in its miracle

With persistence we provide

We are blessed to be

The receiver and giver of life.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Reve de printemps - A Dream of Spring, William Bouguereau, 1825-1905, 1901.

On Being A Woman, Selected Poem, The Wind and the Willow by Rose Marie Raccioppi, Publish America | https://www.amazon.com/Wind-Willow-Rose.../dp/B004XJ4I8E