Monday Morning... a reflection... BEYOND

Beyond the clamor and chaos
Beyond the trials and pain
Beyond perceived illusion
Beyond the darkness and dismay
Is the gift of LIFE itself this day
LIVE the moment, heed Spirit's call
Within each breath, the giving, the receiving, the ALL
Change be it known, the drama, the resolve, the grace
Love and peace within our hearts HE does place
And with this play of light ever divine
Be the joy of BEING,  this the gift of life and time
Beyond the clamor and chaos
Beyond the trials and pain
Beyond perceived illusion
Beyond the darkness and dismay
Is the gift of LIFE itself this day.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Beyond, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi,

 http://www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com 2014.

The Dawning Light ~ Alchemic Interlude

Among those who avail themselves of my offerings are those that have had, what they perceive to be, traumatic experiences. One cannot change what the past has brought, but one can construct a new reality, a transformation, an alchemic interlude, an intention ... and so these words in reflection... 

The Dawning Light 

the scars of abuse upon this mind

the echoes of taunts within this heart

the shadows dark upon this soul

momentary be their reign

momentary be I their prisoner

for within lies the power of resolve

for within lies the light of the Omnipresence

for within lies the liberation of spirit

the scars of abuse dissolve into understanding

the echoes of taunts resound with compassion

the shadows dark ascend to the dawning light

and I in the Willful Presence of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate 

Orangetown, New York 

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

...the new day arises...a haiku reflection...

illusion no more

the awakening of soul

so the golden dawn.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Shadows Cast Gold, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012, http://www.apogeeart.com

Light Behind The Storm

The ears deafened by the din of despair
The eyes blinded by the glare of illusion
The heart ravaged by the pain of betrayal
The soul hidden within the shattered self
Waves of destruction crest a sea of confusion
Life’s shores besieged by fear
Spirit summoned in the wake of the storm
Behold its calm resolve
The winds of change can now be heard
The distant shores now seen in the grace of the rising sun

The celestial sea bears the light behind the storm
Rhythmic this heart with the cadence of the ocean and celestial tide
Undaunted now by the resounding ebb and flow and clouds of dark

And the constant winds of change

Behold its calm resolve

Behold its calm resolve.


Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Light Behind the Storm, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012, http://www.apogeeart.com

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 be it with love ever told.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Moon, Photos, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.

Curtain Call

the curtain drawn
the script written
the lines rehearsed
the drama to unfold
what illusions will seem real
what deceptions will be masked
what TRUTHS will be honored
what story will be told
am I backstage acting out a role
what lines do I repeat
what drama do I make real
what of life do I behold
what scene includes me
what scene bears me no place
what re-write is there to consider
or is all foretold
a calling heard
open the curtain
here to stand
this the moment
I in command
illusion bears no veil
deception wears no mask
TRUTH IS and I AM.

applause
bravo
curtain call.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Curtain Call, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.

Reflections, paint, brush, and then ~ Phoenix Rising

Despair, devastation

Deliverance I declare
Rise I as the Phoenix
From the ashes
The dark spirit
A faded illusion
And I free
Free.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Phoenix Rising, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, ©2010.

In The Mirror

In the mirror my image in reflection
Is what I see real or is it illusion and deception
What am I yet blinded to see
That lies in secret depths within me
What word now upon my soul be a darkening veil
When it is resolve and faith I justly hail
Taunts, taunts, no longer to hold domain
Healed be this heart, I longingly proclaim.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Mariana in the South,1897, Oil on canvas, John William Waterhouse, British Painter, 1849-1917.

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Possibility

Can I step outside
this window of perception
Are limitations real
or am I beset by illusion
Are these assumptions of reality
the shackles that need be broken
Can this mind know itself
beyond its defined experience
The very question sets
the horizon of possibility.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Possibility, Rose Marie Raccioppi, THE WIND AND THE WILLOW, Publish America, 2008.


Slave (Rebelling) c. 1513, Marble, height 229 cm, Musée du Louvre, Paris, Michelangelo Buonarroti, (b. 1475, Caprese, d. 1564, Roma).

Distinction Defied

Am I seen by my pain
Am I seen by my joy
Am I known by what I do
Am I known by what I feel
What am I to the beholder
Perceived by what lens
Colored by what filter
Known by what light
Image - Illusion
Illusion - Image
Distinction defied
Being Is and I Am
This moment of eternity
And transient is each judgment.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Distinction Defied, Rose Marie Raccioppi, THE WIND AND THE WILLOW, Publish America, 2008.

Girl at Mirror, Norman Rockwell (1894-1978), 1954, The Saturday Evening Post, March 6, 1954 (cover) Oil on canvas, The Norman Rockwell Museum at Stockbridge (Massachusetts).

Stormed

The ears deafened by the din of despair
The eyes blinded by the glare of illusion
The heart ravaged by the pain of betrayal
The soul hidden within the shattered self
Waves of destruction crest a sea of confusion
Life’s shores besieged by fear
Spirit summoned in the wake of the storm
Behold its calm resolve
The winds of change can now be heard
The distant shores now seen in the light of the rising sun
Rhythmic this heart with the cadence of the ocean tide
Undaunted now by the resounding ebb and flow
And the constant winds of change.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Light Behind the Storm, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, www.apogeeart.com