Strings of a Bard (acoustic) - Estas Tonne (2021) ~ Graced by music

The brilliance of the setting SUN  
Graced by music 
When the music sounds the heart
and the heart calls to the soul
All PRESENCE awakens. 

Thank You Estas Tonne 
for such savor 
 indeed  
"Strings of a Bard."

Yes, Estas Tonne offers a poetry of sounding strings 

that speaks all languages as ONE. 

Strings of a B A R D
Being, Ascension, Revelation, Deliverance
in supernal resounding of soul.

In gratitude,

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate 
Orangetown, New York

~

In time of call, in time of need

 

In time of call, in time of need

And to another I with heart to give

My WILL of life to love and live

'Tis only what I in heart command

Be known to another as a helping hand

FAITH, GRACE, WILL and the NOW known

Light bearing SELF be ever shown

In time of call, in time of need.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Study of hands, Silverpoint and white highlights on pink prepared paper,

 c. 1474,  Leonardo Da Vinci, 1452 - 1519.

~

Life, BEING and the Sea

within a sea of emotions cresting real

waves of pain, of joy beyond conceal

this day marked with tides gone by

a pause, a reflection, a deep deep sigh

confusion and dismay

be news brought our way

passions and longings to assail

a vision of resolve, and change we to hail

beyond the shadows cast our light be known

by the love and mercy our hearts have shown

there is a rhythm within Earth divine

and so too, of BEING, yours and mine

this ebb and flow, the constant there be

this of Life, BEING and the Sea

we hold to the call, the sea cresting within

and hushed be the discordant, this raucous din.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo Credit: John Raheb 

On the 8th Day of Christmas ...

On the 8th Day of Christmas...

Traditionally on this day New Year gifts, tokens and well wishes were extended.

Milkmaids and milk remind us of simple daily gifts tied to homestead - Pasture grass turned into daily work, nourishment by the glass, pat of butter, wheel of cheese or community of friends. 

~ The Heirloom Gardener - John Forti

On the 8th day of Christmas my true love sent to me

Eight maids a-milking for all to see

The giving and the receiving there be

Beatitudes of eight, the sharing this day

For the generous of heart 'tis the chosen way

The 8th day of Christmas and so it be heard

The Sermon on the Mount in glory His WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Matthew 5:3-10.

Blessed are the poor in spirit,

for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are they who mourn,

for they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek,

for they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are they who hunger and thirst for righteousness,

for they shall be satisfied.

Blessed are the merciful,

for they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure of heart,

for they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers,

for they shall be called children of God.

Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness,

for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

And so it has come to be known. 

~