Tuesday, July 27, 2021

L O V E


When asked how would I define this undefinable word...

    I journeyed deep into the personal feeling of LOVE 
        as it has become known to me… 

           and so LOVE ... 
               the Longing for the Omnipresence in Vistas Eternal... 
                    all pervasive, 
                          all within the calling to soul, 
                              the beckoning to heart, 
                                  the beauty of Breath and BEING as ONE 
                                       and as ONE onto ANOTHER. 


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 

It is of interest to note that in numerology . 
L O V E bears the composite number 9 ~ 
denoting completion... and indeed it be so.


Friday, July 23, 2021

Green Frog... a Prince within heart


In all things of Nature, there is something of the marvelous.
~ Aristotle ~

And so there it is... a visitor that has taken up residence in my garden pond... 
be this the magic of the Frog Prince made known to me in a story. 

When 5 years of age, my Godmother read the tale of The Frog Prince.. being told that LOVE expressed and the affection of a kiss transformed the Frog back to the Prince he was meant to be... the Frog became the call for LOVE and TRANSFORMATION... A theme that is ever held in heart with loving JOY.

Green Frog... a Prince within heart

Ever the soul's bequest be known
Ever the love of life be shown
Ever the act and action of Spirit's call
Ever the right intention of care for ALL
Ever the mission of noble deed
Ever the TRUTH be the creed
Ever the grace and gratitude hailed
Ever the blessings of GOD upon us prevail
Ever the LOVE in a tale be told
Ever the magic to unfold
Ever the marvel be it shown
Ever the garden in wondrous known
A green frog in visitation this day
Nature ~ Nature at its favored play.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Frog Prince in Visitation, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021.


Wednesday, July 21, 2021

...captivating surrender...sleep...lucid dream...




night be the hour
tranquility be the moment
blue be its blush
the night in full bloom
a celestial garden of blue
the dark beckons
drift I into raven enfolds
suspended and embraced
captivating surrender
behold I a cosmic dance 
floret firmament of sleep
floret firmament of sleep.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Floret Sleep ~ Lucid Dream, APOGEE Vibrational Art, 
The Sounding Light Collection, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021.


Sunday, July 18, 2021

To the Winds They Dance...



Imagine the delight
if we were to be in spontaneous expression 
of the words of heart felt lovingly 
moment to moment
we would be as the flowers
to the winds they dance 
to the light they praise
to the sun they bloom
holding to the glory and beauty 
of the ever present NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: courtesy posting


Friday, July 16, 2021

We question... WHAT BE...



what be the purpose of words to share
but to know of one's heart expressing care
what be the purpose of banner and praise
but to bring celebration to our gift of days
what be the purpose to guide and teach
but to know that beauty and truth are within our reach
what be the purpose to know of time, space and measure
but to account for life's perceived treasure
what be the purpose to know of vistas so very far
but to know that we too hold the light of a star
what be the purpose to know of history and time's story
but to understand the ever present quest for power and glory
what be the purpose of drama and stage
but to act out the calling of soul, time and age
what be the purpose of music, dance and a song to sing
but to know the pulsing our hearts do bring
what be the purpose to draw, paint, sculpt, to hold a vision divine
but to revere and mark in splendor a life yours, a life mine
what be the purpose of holding accord of word and deed
but to live the honor of our days as a blessed creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


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

Saturday, July 10, 2021

A Birth ~ Destiny Unfolds...


Touch

a treasure,  be it tender, be it bold
be it magical in a story told 
a gentle grasp around fingers mine
a touch that holds memories of time 
and now in blessings touched be clay
the hand guided by heart’s way
the touch of truth and beauty as one
this the calling of my blessed son
his birth in devotional grace unfolds 
his touch, his vision, each to mold
the fluid beauty of one so delicate and fair
held in clay with soul’s supernal care.

Happy Birthday 
Christopher Angelo Raccioppi 
July 10, 2021

Ever with love,
Mom




Friday, July 9, 2021

In Hallowed Play





In Hallowed Play 

The rains in abundance the garden received
Nature in its wondrous grace conceived
And the morning with a light rising anew
Brings this gift touched by drops of dew
Such beauty birthed from the waters divine
Such splendor from earth’s gifts of time
Behold the white petals and center of gold
Be this the Creator’s story told
Such joy is felt in a pond  bloom this day
Libation and earth in hallowed play.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 


Photo: Water Lily ~ Garden Pond, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021. 


Monday, July 5, 2021

What comes to BE ~ a Birth Eternal


YES… the MUSE makes its presence known. This the moment to hush the clamor, to rise above task and deed, to allow what flows within you to be honored by its expression.  Passion, palette and brush unrestrained, words as pulsations of heart… and so "Moment of Freedom" comes to BE - a Birth Eternal. 



This painting occupies a wall that is seen upon entry to the APOGEE Acu-Tone™ Sound Sanctuary. Ever felt is the beckoning of the MUSE, the drama of the paint, the palette in its offerings of tone, of shade, of texture, of light. The inner call in resounding silence, be it heard.

Moment of FREEDOM
The shedding of shackles and confine
This quest of spirit and mind
The moment of birthing freedom sought
Beyond the illusion suppression has taught
The reach to the God within
To vanquish each false sin
With brush and paint I to proclaim
This Moment of Freedom in Truth's name
Peaks and flames of passion and desire
The light and glory of Spirit's known fire.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Moment of Freedom, 2002, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com




Sunday, July 4, 2021

Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence (from The Concert in Central Park)




WE the PEOPLE are NOT TO BE TAKEN by the SILENCE
Listen to the prophesy of the words
feel the plea
~ Independence Day, July 4, 2021 ~

Let us fill the S I L E N C E ~ with Spirit, with an IAM presence, with an enduring Love, with an Evolutionary grace, with an embracing Nurturance, with the Creator's guidance, with an Eternal light. 
Allow the SILENCE, letter by letter, sound by sound  
to be a resounding 
GLORIA.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Paradigm™

Lyrics
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light, I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
And whispered in the sound of silence
Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Paul Simon
The Sound of Silence lyrics © Paul Simon Music

Words that Inspired the Defining of America ~ Declaration of Independence in 1776.


In Celebration of Freedom's Call  
Words that Inspired the Defining of America… 
those of heart, of conviction, of right intention, of respect, of honor, of freedom.

LET US REJOICE
~ Freedoms in Celebration ~ Liberation held dear ~ 
Happy 4th of July to All

Thomas Jefferson, Benjamin Franklin, and John Adams
draft the Declaration of Independence in 1776.
Painting: Jean Leon Gerome Ferris, Library of Congress

FREEDOM in letters be it known....
Faith
Resolve
Evolution
Eternal
Deliverance
Omnipresence
Manifest 
                                                           what IS  ~ Inspired Spirit.
                                                                                  
Rose Marie Raccioppi

Thursday, July 1, 2021

A Call

 


A Call

the earth prevails
    the waters flow
        the sun shines
            the winds blow
                each moment
                    an offering
                        a constant
                            a change
                                a call to BE ~ Birth Eternal

a passion
    a knowing
        a vision
           a quest
               a plan
                   willful
                        focused
                            determined
                                 a call to what IS ~ Inspired Spirit.
                                                                       
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Work of Art: This Night’s Music, 
APOGEE Vibrational Art,
 The Sounding Light Collection, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi. 


Be I a Night Rider of the Spirit ... on a magical chariot of BEING. 

Whimsical be my style when the palette dares me to create.
Yes, ride I the "Night's Music" when the solitude of the hour calls for an awakening. 

So fully AWAKE...
 to the Aspiration, to the Wondrous, to the Ascension, to the Knowing, to the Eternal 
that calls to SOUL.... and so the pen to word, the brush to paint, marks, simply marks...
configurations that pulse the heart.
~