The Weavers Task - HIS will...

from the womb of time, warp and weft

threads torn, tattered, and frayed

woven anew with hands 

that reverently prayed

and so the threads ravaged by time

took on the light of the blessed divine

the light of stars, the moon and the sun

the weavers task in glory, HIS will done.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

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The NOW of Deliverance ~ Caverns of the Mind ...

 

And here in the NOW of Deliverance as promised... Caverns of the MIND... life is breath, a pulse, we all bleed red... a flow... and so we, it, a watercolor painting... a flow, a pulse, a consciousness.

May our awareness, our discernment, our knowing wise, as a community of people from all parts of this Earth, bring a restorative reverence to Mother Nature, her Divine intelligence and Supernal Creation.

Let us rise above the corporate greed and impeding control... of those who ravage Mother Earth by pesticides, toxins, poisons, manipulation of energy patterns.

We are more in numbers, more with endowed power, more with right intention, and are to appreciate WE ARE THE CHANGE that is to BE!!! WE, Humanity, Mother Earth deserve no less... all with blessings and supernal love...

Mother Earth ~ Ravage not its gifts, nor its inhabitants...

Inspired Spirit and Blessings shall prevail

There is a Supernal Love beyond travail

That knowing faith within heart

From which a questing peace has its start

A vision beyond the perceived despair

So be our wondrous destiny in GOD's loving care

Light and TRUTH be they the resounding plea

Over our lands, heart to heart, from sea to sea

Gather our thoughts and a new vision clear

Beyond all illusions beyond all fear.

Ravage not the land nor sea

Heed the echoed cry and plea

Heard in the crashing wave and thunderous sky

In valleys, plains and mountains high

Hold this Earth in reverent care

Protect our gifts of water and air

Take not in abuse a mineral or gem

Behold the wonder of each bloom, leaf and stem

Trees to flourish, 'tis bounty's call

The knowing grace of Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall

Earth, animals, plants, a you, a me

Nurture wise and abundance be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Painting: Caverns of the Mind, Watercolor,

Rose Marie Raccioppi

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GRANT NOT POWER ...

To DEMONS that echo their lies, their illusions, 

their taunts, their disquiet. 

The plea is heard, the poet responds...

GRANT NOT POWER TO THESE DEMONS OF DARK...

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 blessed 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 supernal summons a call

Beyond all consideration, TRUTH to lay bear ALL

To the plea of this petition I to heed

For TRUTH, 'tis ever the rightful creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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Heaven and Earth

 

Images, vistas of Heaven and Earth in majestic array

Lakes, streams. rivers, oceans, wondrous water way

Rising and setting sun, colors emerge and blanketed they be

In the coming of night, held by the open sea

Mountains, plains, valleys, such splendor to behold

Each with a story past, present and yet to be told

Earth in its grandeur gifts of grace and light

So blessed be this day, so blessed be this night.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Photograph: Courtesy of http://pixdaus.com

 

LIVE I

 

Live I 

lie I, as my own person

time tempers not the passions

the fire of self in forging flame

the visions held

the missions defined

the quest embraced

imaginings real

line, form, structure

the way of the artist

thought, word, sound

the way of the poet

live I as my own person

the fire of self in forging flame.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

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'Tis the Poet's Tidings ......

 

When designated, Poet of the Year in 2010, and subsequently Poet Laureate, Orangetown, New York in 2011, I vowed to dedicate the artistry of the WORD, to PEOPLE… yes, to …

Passion

Evolution

Omnipresence

Peace

Love

Eternity … the NOW of BEING.

The Poet's Tidings

Moments of memory, treasure be mine

The troves, the garlands, the gems of time

Each hour, each day, each year now past

A journey, a questing, a destiny cast

Awaken awaken to the vision yet held

Destiny and purpose in glory meld

The sounding heart with yearning real

Reverie and passion beyond conceal

The Muse calls to sound its claim

Beauty and Truth the poet to name

A blessed grace be it known, be it heard

'Tis the poet's tidings in heartfelt word.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, NewYork

Poetry, 1870, Sir Edward: Edward John Poynter, English 1836-1919. Classicist Painter.

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A Thank You to Michael Ammaturo for holding to a vision.

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By the ONE so named...

 

Today the sky here in Tappan, New York is of clear blue... such a welcomed light after the spell of an overcast white sky for the last 5 days... .

By the ONE so named  

A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be

Trees, branches, and bough, reaching to the light before me

Sky of lambent blue so brilliantly clear, supernal indeed

This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive

Sweet be the silence in this moment of BEING divine

Such be the savor of the morning light, this the gift of time

This season in PRESENCE to embrace my blessed abode

Each day, each moment, there be a story to be told

The All becomes known in each breath of SELF proclaimed

GLORY, GRACE, LIGHT, AGAPE LOVE,  

by the ONE so named.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Lambent Sky, APOGEE Poet.

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