Thursday, April 8, 2021


EXTRA ~ EXTRA ~ Pleased to announce that I will be honored, and a Proclamation issued commemorating my 10th Year Anniversary as POET LAUREATE, Orangetown, New York. This scheduled to begin at 7:00 PM... first on the agenda, at the Town Board Meeting, Orangetown NY Town Hall, on April 13, 2021. A reading by Town Supervisor, Teresa M. Kenny. 

"Orangetown We Hail," a poem in tribute to the history of Orangetown will be in presentation.

Orangetown We Hail

A vision held within each heart
From which a righteous quest had its start
Freedom's plea with words defined
Orangetown Resolutions, July 4, 1774 were signed
The Declaration of Independence to follow its path
Man to be beyond oppression, domination and wrath
Major Andre, Benedict Arnold conspiracy and travail
Be it Truth and Justice ever to prevail
Washington-Carleton papers in 1783 signed and sealed
The heart and pulse of freedom in words revealed
And so declared a nation new to soar
A seventeen gun salute at Snedens shore
Snedens Landing in memorial be
A beacon holding fast Freedom's decree
Rich lands for labor and toil
Bounty and abundance from land and soil
Enterprise, invention, production to serve need and desire
Each vision alight with Freedom's flame and fire
And with freedom's defense and call anew
Be there World War II
From Camp Shanks soldiers to foreign shores they be
Hold they dear the protected right to live Free
Change during years past and present to prevail
Orangetown, Rich in History, we with heart hail.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Saturday, March 20, 2021

Yanni - ”Nightingale”… The “Tribute” Concerts!...

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

Thursday, March 11, 2021

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.

Monday, March 8, 2021

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 |

Friday, February 26, 2021

This Window of My Mind

And so it is asked... and so it comes to pass ... 
as she stands before the open window...

This Window of My Mind
this window of my mind
by what light do I see
by what impressions am I moved
by what perceptions am I led
this window of my mind
by what shadows am I reflected
by what doubts am I haunted
by what fears am I consumed
this window of my mind
by what grace am I blessed
by what wisdom am I guided
by what love am I known
this window of my mind
by what destiny am I called
by what purpose am I defined
by what faith am I strengthened
this window of my mind
be there the love of God
be there the gift of children
be there the bounty of nature
this window of my mind
be there gratitude for this gift of life
be there a NOW of grace
be there ever the blessed light of PRESENCE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Tuesday, February 23, 2021

Moment by moment by moment...


A week of telephone calls… a week of messages… I listen, I hear, I reflect, I respond. I am told in tones of despair, in echoes of lament...  

moment by moment by moment … 

        the drawer is stuck
        the door is jammed
        the key does not fit
        the code is wrong
        the flow is blocked

what be this...

            a frustration
            a perceived impasse
            a consciousness
            a sense of helplessness
            a sigh
            a pause 
            a confront
            a determination
            a vision 
            an accord
            an awakening
            a doing
            a knowing
            a having
            a BEING
            a stream of consciousness
            an alignment 
            a resolve
            breath simply newly free
            and so…
            the balance
            the revelation
            the exchange 
            the ascension 
            the truth
            the harmony
            the receiving… the letting go… the giving 

a release, a deep realization, a transcendence, a perception newly conceived... I am told in tones of deliverance, in echoes of salvation, in truths held.

Rose Marie Raccioppi, MS FABI
APOGEE Paradigm™
Poet Laureate
Quest onto SELF

Work of Art: 
Profile of Time, 1977-1984, Salvador DalĂ­

Saturday, February 13, 2021

Heart Prayer

Valentine's Day 2021
Pulsing pulsing be this heart
First breath and life bears its earthly start
Heart prayer, an inner light, a flame
Passion, faith and truth in glory name
The call to self and another true
The blessings of devotion on to you
Abiding love within each heart a questing fair
To embrace another with love's tender care
Love to ever find its blessed sacred way
This moment, this hour, this very day.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Heart Prayer, APOGEE Vibrational Art, The Sounding Light Collection, 
©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

"The popular customs associated with Saint Valentine's Day undoubtedly had their origin in a conventional belief generally received in England and France during the Middle Ages, that on 14 February, i.e. half way through the second month of the year, the birds began to pair. Thus in Chaucer's Parliament of Foules we read:
For this was sent on Seynt Valentyne's day
Whan every foul cometh ther to choose his mate.
For this reason the day was looked upon as specially consecrated to lovers and as a proper occasion for writing love letters and sending lovers' tokens."