Frivolity Divine

 

Flowering Dogwood in splendor of white

Glistening edges, cast they the light

Branch and bough in splendor be

Such be the favor of the Dogwood tree

Feel I its joy, its frivolity divine

Such be the gift of Spring and time

Gentle be the feel of such petals of grace

Their whispers heard within souls place

In the morning Sun heed I this benediction of love

Bloom, beauty, the enfolds of the firmament above.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Dogwood, Spring, 2022, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

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...'tis yours 'tis mine...

joyful tidings greet the rising sun

the song bird song in glory sung

sweet be the delicate white blooms of the dogwood tree

life in pulsing splendor this day gifted to me

grass touched by the morning dew glistens in the light

the scamper of squirrels, 'tis Spring's delight

the NOW in PRESENCE divine

this breath of life, 'tis yours, 'tis mine

and what may our destiny in God's light be

the giving, the receiving, the living alchemy.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetowm, New York 

Dogwood, Photo: CAR, Colectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 20114