Let us be the troubadours of divine deliverance...the WORD of GOD ~ Counsel of Old

 

To all who visit...

Let us be among those who have chosen to celebrate the ultimate beauty of bonding across differences, across the false separation of humankind, the animal kingdom, and the grace of Nature. We are to hold to a consciousness that brings us to be ONE in love and glory. ONE with the knowing of GOD. Let us bond in gratitude with the waters, the vegetation, the growing life upon Earth that provides food, shelter, clothing. Let us honor and protect the air we breathe, the Earth we walk, the vast vistas of the firmament, and the TRUTH we behold in heart, in soul, in light, in breath, in BEING.

Let us pray, let us act, let us be the troubadours of divine deliverance...the WORD of GOD.

Counsel of Old

The poet and the bard with word and song did convey

To kings and rulers the heartfelt messages of the day

Counsel given in rhyme, gestures telling they be

To alert the kingdom of tales from across the sea

Jesters and jokers with wit would wisely advise

To be aware of those that mask and veil deceit and lies

Be it well that such wisdom of counsel shall be heard

For from their knowing hearts came echoes of THE WORD

Visions to be shared and truth ever to be sought

These the trappings that bards and jesters have brought

Be well advised that this counsel of old

Has a present day story yet to be told

Those with deliberate agendas of deception and demise

Seek not the counsel of the poetic nor of the wise

The artistry of THE WORD in its truth shall ever prevail

For it is beauty and truth that the noble and wise rightly hail

A poet of modern times in rhyme I choose to pen the word

May your counsel of heart too, be known and ever heard.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: The Lute Player, Theodoor Rombouts, 1597-1637.

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Poetry in expressive awakenings, painting in felt awakenings, and so self BE known in its supernal quest... What Be...

What Be

what be my thinking this day

what perceptions will mark the way

what memories shall I behold

what story shall there be told

will this day be its glory new

will it be shadowed by doubts held true

dispel the veils of doubt and fear

dispel illusions of loss, pain and tear

know that all in its own destined way

brings meaning and purpose to our day

beyond all hurt, betrayal and demise

is the seeking and the word of the wise

the waxing and waning to prevail

the splendor of light shall ever we hail

know with faith and an abiding grace

that within our heart destiny has its place

it shall be ours ever to have and to hold

this THE WORD with love and shadows cast gold.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Shadows Cast Gold, Watercolor, Skyscapes, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013,

BE it...

the silent the silent knowing of THE WORD
the music the music ever be heard
be it the pulsing of heart
from which life bears its start
be it the lilting notes of a songbird sweet
such ambient delight upon soul to greet
be it the feeling warmth of the sun upon a reaching hand
the gentle touch of light in God’s command
be it the whisper of the wind  upon leaf, tree, and bough
and heard be the grace, the love, of a soulful vow
be it this moment with a sigh, a pause, a respite known
the glory, the chorus of grace, in light shown
and to our hearts with kindness dear
a day, an hour, a moment in faith ever near
 be we to rejoice, to proclaim
the splendor, the love, the blessings within God’s name.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

the heart, the rose...

the heart, the rose its calling heard
within its chambers, its petals, echoes, echoes, of THE WORD
listen I do, grace, beauty, and faith, its call ever sweet
the giving, the receiving, each breath a flower to meet
beyond all perceived pain, loss and fear
is the call to life and beauty with blessings dear
heed its wisdom and the beauty of its eternal quest
TRUTH, LOVE, PASSION, life's blessed behest

the heart, the rose its calling heard

within its chambers, its petals, echoes, echoes, of THE WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Soul of the Rose, 1908, John William Waterhouse, 1849 – 1917.

M I T I G A T E ...

And when a therapist is an artist, and also a poet...

healing, and the artistry of the WORD 
call to heart...

M I T I G A T E… mitigate (mitəˌgāt)

verb

•make less severe, serious, or painful
• lessen the gravity of (an offense or mistake)

ORIGIN late Middle English: from Latin mitigat- ‘softened, alleviated,’ from the verb mitigare, from mitis ‘mild.’

And what is called upon? What sounding does this word MITIGATE define? I listened to the student. Pain was real. The desire for change was real. How to mitigate was the question. How is one to ease the feelings brought about by trauma? I looked to each letter of the word for its revealed message. And behold, to MITIGATE … to live beyond the lies of oppression, to awaken to one’s own destiny free of the limiting judgment of others… to BE the comfort of SELF… to know anew...

the Majesty

the I AM

the Truth

the Inspiration

the Glory

the Ascension

the Treasures

the Eternal … within each Breath of BEING…

                             

… knowing how to receive, how to let go, how to give onto SELF.

Each word in revelation brought forward experiences, emotions, realizations. At the close of the session, the affirming power of the word, and its defined calling to the listening soul, brought to heart a release, a liberation, a newly embraced ease, and an awakened vision of change.

YES, behold the power of the WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Quest of Poets

Quest of Poets

The poet in passion

The poet in grace

The calling of the Muse

Heard within heart’s place

The word BE it a calling divine

In resounding silence the pulse of time

From lives lived this soul does speak

The word, the word, in wisdom sweet

The Wondrous, the Omnipresent, the Revelation, the Divine

The quest, the quest of poets within heart mine.

The Poet's Tidings

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, New York

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

Counsel of Old

Counsel of Old

The poet and the bard with word and song did convey

To kings and rulers the heartfelt messages of the day

Counsel given in rhyme, gestures telling they be

To alert the kingdom of tales from across the sea

Jesters and jokers with wit would wisely advise

To be aware of those that mask and veil deceit and lies

Be it well that such wisdom of counsel shall be heard

For from their knowing hearts came echoes of THE WORD

Visions to be shared and truth ever to be sought

These the trappings that bards and jesters have brought

Be well advised that this counsel of old

Has a present day story yet to be told

Those with deliberate agendas of deception and demise

Seek not the counsel of the poetic nor of the wise

The artistry of the word in its truth shall ever prevail

For it is beauty and truth that the noble and wise rightly hail

A poet of modern times in rhyme I choose to pen the word

May your counsel of heart too,  be known and ever heard.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: The Lute Player, Theodoor Rombouts, 1597-1637.

DANCE the WORD...

In Celebration of April, National  Poetry Month, 2014  

DANCE the WORD... 

as a poet,  I have been told I, 

"...dance the word..." 

 W O R D 

Wondrous Omnipresence Revelation Divine ... 

this be the DANCE of the Poet... 

Deliverance Aspiration Nurturance Creation Eternal... 

the celebration of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi,

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York  

And this I shall... in a poetry presentation scheduled this evening at the 
New City Library, New City, New York... 
Orangetown Poet Laureate, 
Rose Marie Raccioppi, 
as a featured poet of distinction 
in Celebration of National Poetry Month, April, 2014.

The Rose ~ Beauty, Truth, in its own reflection...

The Rose

Beauty, Truth, in its own reflection... 

Its bloom in beauty ever to be

roots, stem, thorns, petals, as ONE in grace I see

Its  truth of reflection I to behold

'tis the WORD in rapture by Creation told.

~

The Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus:

 "That which is Below corresponds to that which is Above,

 and that which is Above corresponds to that which is Below, 

to accomplish the miracle of the One Thing." 

~

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: FB Post. The Rose in Reflection. 

Nana Khatiashvili, 03 2014.

The Heart Speaks

the heart speaks in divine rhythm
a knowing spirit pulsates
discerning be its TRUTH
its reach beyond the heavens
its grasp beyond the mountains
its flight to vistas and galaxies afar
guided by LOVE and rapture's call
the heart, the heart, its resounding heard
within its chambers, echoes, echoes, of THE WORD
listen I do, grace and faith, its refrain ever sweet
the giving, the receiving, each breath to meet
beyond the perceived pain, loss and fear
is the heart's call to life with blessings dear
heed its wisdom and its eternal quest
TRUTH, LOVE, PASSION, life's blessed behest.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Heart Prayer, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2014.

I, In FAITH... from Passion's Fire

Conspiracy, corruption and travail

Beyond aberration THE WORD to prevail

Just as the night pursues the light of day

So too, ever present be the path, THE WAY

Illusions cast as truths to be revealed

THE WORD to cast light on deceptions concealed

And known to us be our soul's desire

The PHOENIX to rise from passion's fire

From the depths of our knowing heart

TRUTH, LOVE, PEACE, MERCY, BEAUTY, shan't depart

This I in FAITH claim to be true

This the GRACE OF GOD on to You.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Andreas Alciato. Emblemata, 1573, celebrated legal scholar of early sixteenth-century Italy, known for his work in philology and ancient law.

...this day... Genesis

Genesis

What be my thinking this day

What perceptions will mark the way

What memories shall I behold

What story shall there be told

Will this day be its glory new

Will it be shadowed by doubts held true

Dispel the veils of doubt and fear

Banish illusions of loss, pain and tear

Know that all in its own destined way

Brings meaning and purpose to our day

Beyond all hurt, betrayal and demise

Is the seeking and the word of the wise

The waxing and waning to prevail

The splendor of light shall ever we hail

Know with faith and an abiding grace

That within our heart destiny has its place

Genesis shall be ours ever to have and to hold

This THE WORD be it with love ever told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Genesis, APOGEE Vibrational Art,   http://thesoundinglight.blogspot.com   ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013. 

How Does...

How does a poet, an artist, process the news that speaks to corruption, deception, maligning controls and abusive encounters? It hears the plea of TRUTH beyond the lies, it sees the HUMANITY beyond the exploitation, it lives the knowing, the FAITH,  the VISION,  beyond the oppression. It feels the QUAKE and STORM that ever calls to the LIGHT, it lives THE WORD anew.

...with word in heart.....with palette in hand...

Quake and Storm

the line be it beauty perceived
the light be it TRUTH revealed
the shadow be it time cast
the color be it passion known
the stirring, the quest, the resolve
quake and storm
'tis the artist's way.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Quake and Storm, APOGEE Vibrational Art, Image and Text, ©Rose Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.

In the Quietude of the Day's Dawning...

In the Quietude of the Day's Dawning...

Embraced by the stillness, held by the silence
Within the stillness the breath be heard
Within the silence be THE WORD
The SELF in stillness, revelations be known
The SELF in silence, THE WAY be shown.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Quietude, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, www.apogeeart.com

Ascension

Ascension

demanding be the many tasks at hand
a perception, a plan, action in command

intention and focus be the call of the day
the gift of time and a knowing provide the way
how sweet when vision is newly held clear
when the din of despair is silenced and gone the fear
how comforting is this moment's embrace
when within heart, love the soul does place
how knowing is an ascension's call
when resounding with the grace of ALL
and as I cast my sight to the lambent sky
feel I the beauty of the moving firmament on high
the lithe bamboo touched by the gentle winds that blow
breath, faith, 'tis all that I need now know
the day by Nature's plan does unfold
and I to be led by THE WORD ever told.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Ascension, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com/