And if I

And if I a Bee this an oasis

And If I a Butterfly a universe sweet

And if I the Flower joy in the flutter of wings to greet

Beauty and Being in folds of petals divine

Be this the majesty, the bequeath of springtime

The sun, the root, the savor in its beckoning call

The rapturous nectar of anthers to beget all.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Anthers to beget all, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021. 

Blooms In My Garden

Blooms In My Garden

Such be the beauty of bloom to behold

Petals that grace creation’s story told

Roots feeding branches in an expressive grace

Splendor of green and magenta within heart’s place 

Chambers of heart in pulsing passion they be

The quiver, the majesty of bloom blessed from THEE

Emergent glory of Sun’s prevailing light divine 

Savor as does the Bee, the elixirs, the rhapsodies of time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo Story: Blooms in my Garden ~ Rhododendron, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2021.

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A Post Script 

May 17, 2021

Blessings of beauty, nature in accord this very next day.
Yes, a Butterfly in soaring grace lovingly to mark THE WAY.

Within the Mist

...within the mist… 

     the ever present emergence

           the grace of bloom 

                the nurturance 

                     the soaring 

                          this too, our flight to SELF …

                               to our own Spirit, 

                                    our own Evolution, 

                                         our own Love, 

                                              our own Freedom … 

our PRESENCE 💙 to 💙.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Two Of My Favorite Things...

Green Frog... a Prince within heart
Butterfly ... with beauty and grace ne'er depart
These are two of my favorite things...

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

I have a collection of hand carved crystal/gem stone frogs. When 5 years of age, my Godmother read the tale of The Frog Prince.. being told that LOVE expressed and the affection of a kiss transformed the Frog back to the Prince he was meant to be... the Frog became the call for LOVE and TRNSFORMATION... A theme that is ever held in heart with loving JOY.

Too, as a young girl, I was a butterfly in a school play about Spring... yes, in flight was the spirit, beautifully delicate, magically colorful, divinely in deliverance.

My Favorite Things...

Richard Rogers

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites, when the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens
Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens
Brown paper packages tied up with strings
These are a few of my favorite things

Cream-colored ponies and crisp apple strudels
Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings
These are a few of my favorite things

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes
Silver white winters that melt into springs
These are a few of my favorite things

When the dog bites, when the bee stings
When I'm feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don't feel so bad.

Calling be the ~ W I N G S...

Calling be the ~ W I N G S...

                    In the Wondrous emergent
                         In the I AM that is
                              In the Nurturance of beauty
                                   In the Grace of creation
                                        In the Spirit of being...

Blessed be the gifts...

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Thank You to Bob Jessen... Photo by Rick Bunting, Nature Photographer Extraordinaire.

Spoils of Spring ...

"Sunshine, Ragged Robin blooming and the first Monarch of the year........PRICELESS!! "

~ Rick Bunting

Spoils of Spring

Such delicate and bold beauty to behold
And so the spoils of Spring unfold
Our heart held in soaring flight
Touched by the Creator's gifting light
Delicate be these petals in bloom divine
Captured be this moment in the NOW of time
Wings to flutter, to fly, in colors of majestic grace
Behold the grandeur, within your soul to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

#Monarch #butterfly #spoils #Spring #bloom #Sunshine #RickBunting #rosemarieraccioppi

The Blue Butterfly

The Blue Butterfly

In Memoriam ~ Roseanne DiPaolo

sounds of soaring spirit
the flutter of wings in heavenly flight
the delicate grace of a blue butterfly
out of the chrysalis emergent soul of beauty
so too our blessed ascension to BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#butterfly  #bluebutterfly  #memoriam  #BEING  #spirit 

...in noble deed...

…in noble deed...

'tis wisps of green touched by the early evening sun

shimmer they in gentle grace

the flutter of a white butterfly in noble deed

silent is the soft wind

hear I the cooing and the chirping

such savor in the songbird song

the air, creation’s gentle breath

clear, cool be its enfolding embrace

the sun in this setting hour 

its glory in heart to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: cabbagewhite_-up-shenandoah-np-va-7jun06-bbouton1.jpg

A D R E A M ... climbing mountains, tending fields, harvesting, riding the river... and a voice proclaims...

A   D R E A M ... climbing mountains, tending fields, harvesting,

 riding the river... and a voice proclaims...

YES, you are a child of the mountains

Of the fields, farms and rivers

Of the sun, moon and stars

You are the voice of the winds

The delight of a budding flower

The flight of the eagle

The delicate soaring of the butterfly

YES, you are all color all light

You are the sound in PRAISE

You are the pen in expression

You are the brush strokes in creation

You A R E ... Aspiration ~ Revelation ~ Eternal.

and then the awakening... the BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Sweet Surrender, APOGEE Vibrational Art, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com

In The Light - Just Because It Is

A butterfly with colors wondrous and bright
Magical wings of black, gray, yellow and white
A butterfly sings ever to me
With a chorus of leaves from the tall oak tree
A butterfly flutters flutters by
In the light of the sun and the blue blue sky.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



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Heaven's Light

Wings of heaven's light
Beauty of the Divine in flight
Delicate is your touch and feel
Sublime be known in Spirit real.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


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