...at the morning hour...My Sight to the Lambent Sky

demanding are 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 this Spirit'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 clouds up so 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 shall unfold
and I to be led by the Divine WORD ever told.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Lambent Sky, Photo, PFR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.

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Creator's Grace

Budding iris of blue violet tone and hue
Such splendor lovingly captured by you
With hand and heart 'tis beauty abound
And this within each flower painted found
Strokes of color, delicate, bold, in light cast
Be these majestic blooms in strokes ever last
Blossoms and Spring winds each in an embrace
The blessed touch of the Creator's grace
Vincent your gift of devotion here you give
Behold I the glory of those moments lived.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Irises was painted while Vincent van Gogh was living at the asylum at Saint Paul-de-Mausole in Saint-Rémy-de-Provence, France, in the last year before his death in 1890.

Irises, 1889, Oil on canvas, Vincent van Gogh, 1853-1890, J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles, California.

Yellow Awakening

The yellow awakening is in the air
Bright be this blue morning sky so fair
Warming sun and melting mounds of snow
Upon patches of green grass below
Twigs, broken branches from Winter's storm now past
The peeking bloom of deeply rooted daffodil bulbs everlast
The quiver of yellow this day known
In the budding green of my garden shown
Awaiting yet present be this Spring's grace
And I in enfolded in its awakening embrace.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


A Field of Yellow Flowers, Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890), Painting, Oil on Canvas on Cardboard, Arles, France: April, 1889, Kunstmuseum Winterthur, Winterthur, Switzerland, Europe

Where Love Is Known, A Saint Valentine's Day Ode

Where love is known
And destiny makes its call
Now I want to take you away
Bring you to that place
Where there are no doubts
Where only conviction and faith preside
Where obstructions are but momentary
That place within my arms
Now I want to take you away
Bring you to that place
Where there are no doubts
Where you feel the vastness and closeness
Where an embrace holds and frees you
Where you live the beauty you are
Where love is known
And destiny makes its call.

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."*
* From:http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/15254a.htm

Georgia O’Keeffe', "Red, Yellow and Black Streak," 1924, oil on canvas, 39 3/8 x 31