A delightfully spent Sunday in the PRESENCE of Summer...

In the PRESENCE of Summer...

the sun yet radiant in this hour nearing sunset

the air sweetly refreshing

greens yet lush and generously abundant

children's laughter faintly heard from doors away

I, in an interlude, a soulful grace of BEING

a quietude filled with the harmonies of songbirds

leaves of the dogwood glisten outside my window

sweet be the savor of the shimmering reflections

the sun holding to its supernal brilliance

strokes of gold and orange adorn the luminous setting sun

feel I a baptism of beauty

a stillness, a silence, a living peace

golden be this twilight hour

the endowments of BREATH and BEING

this a Sunday in the PRESENCE of Summer.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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The Spoils of Rain and South Winds Yesternight

Rain and south winds yesternight

A sky of gray be the morning’s light 

Each fallen leaf laden with the falling rain

Their wind swept flight put to tame

A brimming blanket of leaves upon the ground

Quiet they lay, gone their rustling sound

Soft be this bedding of leaves from branch and bough

Winds of Autumn and rain holding to nature’s vow

Branches with leaves in the splendor of color some yet be 

Crimson, russet, orange, and gold donned by many a tree

Trees barren of leaves reach to the heaven’s above 

Past the winter to come, Spring anew,  blessings and love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Spoils of Rain, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

Rains and South Winds Yesternight, Tappan, New York

Rains and south winds yesternight

A sky of gray be the morning’s light 

Each fallen leaf laden with the falling rain

Their wind swept flight put to tame

A brimming blanket of leaves upon the ground

Quiet they lay, gone their rustling sound

Soft be this bedding of leaves from branch and bough

Winds of Autumn and rain holding to nature’s vow

Branches with leaves in the splendor of color some yet be 

Crimson, russet, orange, and gold donned by many a tree

Trees barren of leaves reach to the heaven’s above 

Past the winter to come, Spring anew,  blessings and love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

The wondrous in expressive beauty...

The wondrous in expressive beauty...

Inspired by the gem tone colors of Autumn, by the flight of leaves, by the shimmer of light upon branch and bough, by the alchemic grace of the season, by the touch of the wondrous in expressive beauty... and so I take to palette and brush ...

APOGEE Vibrational Art, the Sounding Light Collection, September Morn, ©

Rose Marie Raccioppi

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And when do you know that the artist within you is calling…

when every color sings its splendor

when every line is a pathway

when every surface is an invitation

when every configuration becomes a work in progress

when holding a brush a kingdom is known

when holding a pen a poem speaks its words

when seeing the light truth within beckons

when what IS entreats Inspired Spirit

when ascension, revelation, truth, summon the soul

when the moment is the embrace of creation

when the vision bids mastery

the calling… the calling… the calling.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Leaf That Glistens

Gems of color in glorious array to behold

Crimson, gold, russet, Autumn’s story told 

Fluttering leaves now blanket the ground

As above, so below, gifts of grace be they found

Alchemic be the magic of each season of grace

Leaves taken by the winds of time hold sacred a place

Golden be the leaf that glistens in the November sun

Blessed be all who behold the message of the ONE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo Credit: In gratitude to Michael Lawler, 2020.

To add to the delight:

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The heavens, the earth in libation meet

such be this day of rain

hear I its sounding refrain

upon rooftops and gardens melody sweet

the heavens, the earth in libation meet

the grass yet held green

leaves of bright color upon trees seen

and some a carpet upon the ground

touched by libation's blessed sound.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

A Sunday new... the LIGHT to prevail.

A Sunday new... the LIGHT to prevail... it is the quest ... the night ever in pursuit of the dawning... Let us rejoice as the noon day light jewels each leaf in its emergent color of splendor...

The offerings of this day onto thee

Brilliant be the sun on the towering tree

Gems of color in glorious array to behold

Crimson, gold, russet, emerald, amber, Autumn’s story told

Birds in flight, their sweet song now be heard

Known be Creation’s Love, Creation’s WORD

Fluttering leaves dressed in the season's splendor

To the will of Nature they so lovingly surrender.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Tale of Fall Be Told

Each color, a secret held, until the season renewed its vow

For the splendor of color to soar free from branch and bough

In the embrace of the lambent sky and sun so very bright

Leaves of radiant color swept by autumn winds in wistful flight

Brilliant hues of orange, crimson, red, burgundy, and gold

A blanket of leaves upon the ground, the tale of Fall be told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Blanket of Leaves, ©Collectible Clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.

...This Moment... the music of NOW...

the sacred gift of this moment

sun in warming brilliance

air fresh, scented with the grass green and lush

an array of beauty to behold

flowers of mystical form and grace

leaves speaking the gentle winds

sky a lambent blue of pure light

branch, bough, leaf, a songbird song

this outside my open window known

be this the sacred dance, the music of NOW...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

To Its Vow...

The sky lambent and brilliant with light... Shimmering be the leaves taken by the wind in flight... 

A moment, a pause,
B L E S S I N G... 

     Beauty
          Love
               Eternity
                     Spirit
                          Splendor
                               I AM
                                    Nurturing
                                         Grace .... 
                                             the PRESENCE of NOW... 
                                                the season of Fall 
                                                   holding to its vow...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

This Gift of Time...

Creation's gems of red and gold

Treasures of the season with a story told

Surrender they do to the winds that call

Leaves in a crescendo anew, 'tis Fall

Hold they to the sun's light and grace

Soon a blanket upon ground they place

Below my feet sweet rustle be heard

Feel I, the blessings of God's WORD

For change and light be this gift of time

This season yours, this season mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Dogwood at my Door, 2018 ©Collectible clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi.

Autumn’s Array

Autumn’s Array

Red ruby gems in Autumn’s array

Leaves in splendor of color this very day

The jewels of season’s grace fall from the tree

Carried by the wind upon walk settled they be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

A Season of Change... the calling wind...

A season of change... emergent colors... 

leaves taken by the calling wind...and I...🍂

past shallow waters

to the depths of BEING

past pretense and fear

to the depths of TRUTH

past the silence

to the expressive WORD

past reprisals and judgments

to the grace, the knowing, the beauty of SELF

the SELF as Spirit, Evolution, Love, Freedom

this in each breath of BEING

this in each breath of BEING...

A season of change... emergent colors... 

leaves taken by the calling wind.🍂

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

photo: GOOGLE : courtesy posting.

In the Embrace of the Warming Sun…

The offerings of this day onto thee

Brilliant be the sun on the towering tree

Gems of color in glorious array to behold

Crimson, gold, russet, emerald, amber, Autumn’s story told 

Birds in flight, their sweet song now be heard

Known be Creation’s Love, Creation’s WORD

Fluttering leaves to blanket the ground

As above, so below,  gifts of grace be they found.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#Autumn #leaves #gems #WORD #Creation #array #offerings #story #ground

Outside my window...

The Feel of September…

outside my window

the sky darkening

the winds sounding

rustling be the leaves

the deep green of the towering oak

the blushing anew of the dogwood

this the twilight hour

a sweet solitude

a gentle silence

a sigh, a pause…

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

#September #twilight #oak #dogwood #pause #rosemarieraccioppi

S I M P L Y ...

Simply...

This day in May, at this hour in Tappan, New York...

All holding to the light

Sweet sounding melody of rustling leaves

Dogwood blooms carried by the gentle winds

Lambent sky and a caressing warmth

Song birds alight in lilting song

Such be this NOW of grace

All holding to the light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#light #Tappan #NewYork #NOW #winds #caressing

'Tis G R E E N

“Tis G R E E N 

green in such gleeful array

grass, underbrush, leaves hold to light of day

fresh and cool is the morning air

a sky of mirth, azure blue so fair

and I touched by the soft wind sweet

’tis green ’tis green my heart to greet.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

’Tis GREEN, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2016.

Of Leaves

As I step into my garden I to greet
The sounding feel of leaves below my feet
A quiet presence deep within
All calmed is the daunting din
From that mighty Oak tree ever strong and tall
This blanket of fallen leaves, gift of Fall
Amber, red, orange and colors of gold
Trees of Birch, Dogwood, mark time and a story told
Leaves alight and with winds do flee
Season of change this be Fall's decree
Warming sun, touched by the morning air
November's  gift this hour, sky so blue so fair
These gems of trees in colors bright
Behold the benediction of  Creation's light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo: Collectible Clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi, Credit: Bruno Monginoux.

A leaf, a gem, a crystal, a mineral... and so I ponder...

Could leaves be the very messengers that speak the language of rubies, emeralds, jade, citrine, peridot, tourmaline, malachite? These among the myriad of gems of Creation... All Above All Below... each leaf, each tree, to feed the Earth, to transform the Light into crowning jewels. 

A leaf, a gem, a crystal, a mineral... and so I ponder...

Photo: Collectible Clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi, Credit: Bruno Monginoux.

Gems of Grace here in Tappan, New York...

Crimson, russet, and tones of gold
Be the splendor of Autumn gentle and bold
Leaves of color holding to sun's light
They to the wind in willing flight
Gathered upon the ground a treasure to bring
A blanket until the coming of Spring
Barren trees soon to welcome Winter's call
Such gems of grace the gifts of Fall.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Spoils of Fall

Feel the change, the darker and longer night, 
the glory in each leaf now russet gold... 

and so the October Mood of Nature's Grace...

Spoils of Fall

Two score of seasons has this garden tower seen
Holding time and touched by moss and leaves of green
A blanket now of russet fallen leaves, the spoils of Fall
From that mighty mighty oak tree, bold, strong and tall
Leaves possessed in flight rest now free
And above bough and branch barren be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Pagoda, Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.