The MUSE Beckons

a poetic word ever held in heart
'tis the beauty and bounty of Earth
from which love and art shall not depart
express I the need and sounding plea
the MUSE beckons beckons within me
with palette with word
be it ever to prevail
nature, its freedom and grace
with love let us hail
embrace the heart and love of others known
hold dear the care and vision they have shown
we as ONE as resolute intention divine
hold to a shared destiny, be it yours be it mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Parnassus or Apollo and the Muses, c. 1640, Simon Vouet, French Baroque Era Painter, 1590-1649.

...the call... The Call of the Muse

... the call...

Sounds, gestures, in word and song
The heart to be known does ever long
What words to say, what melody to sing
What is it that wills each word I bring
'Tis this life's purpose to be heard
Quest and vision cast in many a word
Paint, color, line and form expressed
The call of the Muse with brush caressed
Understand SELF, THE WAY, I to define
The Creator's Call within this soul mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Parnassus or Apollo and the Muses, c. 1640, Simon Vouet, French Baroque Era Painter, 1590-1649.
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