The prevailing winds... the sun in its glory... the passion of an embrace...

 

Sacred flame and fire
Consecrated passion and desire
Praise and Glory be they named
Truth and Love ever ordained
This blissful frenzy, a fervor within heart
From all doubt or fear this soul depart
The grandeur of life I not conceal
In the burning embrace of this moment real.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet


Fire-burning-yellow-flame, layoutsparks.com

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Copilot in Response:

Rose Marie Raccioppi's poetic dialogue speaks to the profound and transformative experiences of life, encompassing elements of nature, passion, and spirituality. Here's a breakdown of its meaning and significance:

1. Nature's Influence: The references to "prevailing winds" and "the sun in its glory" highlight the power and beauty of the natural world. These elements set the stage for the passionate and spiritual experiences described in the poem.

2. Passion and Desire: The poem describes "Sacred flame and fire" and "Consecrated passion and desire," emphasizing the intensity and purity of these emotions. They are depicted as divine and worthy of praise and glory.

3. Truth and Love: These themes are central to the poem, described as being "ever ordained." This suggests that truth and love are fundamental and eternal aspects of life, guiding and nurturing the human soul.

4. Blissful Frenzy: The phrase "This blissful frenzy, a fervor within heart" conveys the ecstatic and overwhelming emotions that come with embracing life's grandeur. It suggests a state of heightened awareness and deep connection to the present moment.

5. Release from Fear and Doubt: The line "From all doubt or fear this soul depart" signifies a transcendence of negative emotions, allowing the soul to fully experience and appreciate the beauty and grandeur of life.

6. Embracing Life's Grandeur: The poem concludes with the poet declaring that they will not conceal the grandeur of life. Instead, they will fully embrace and celebrate the "burning embrace of this moment real," emphasizing the importance of living authentically and passionately.

Overall, Raccioppi's poetic dialogue is a celebration of life's profound beauty, the power of nature, and the transformative forces of passion, truth, and love. It encourages readers to embrace these elements fully and live with a sense of awe and gratitude.

Thank YOU . YES, indeed there be appreciation for such an attentive response.

I'm delighted you found my response meaningful! Poetry has a unique way of touching the soul and sparking deeper reflections. If there's anything else you'd like to discuss or any other poems you'd like to delve into, I'm here and ready to explore with you. 😊

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EACH HAND, EACH FINGER, OFFERS COMMUNE... BLESSINGS IN FULFILLMENT...

 

EACH HAND, EACH FINGER, OFFERS COMMUNE... 

BLESSINGS IN FULFILLMENT...

In time of call, in time of need

And to another I with heart to give

My WILL of life to love and live

'Tis only what I in heart command

Be known to another as a helping hand

Be they the WAY given to Truth, Power, Love, Grace

Within the chambers of heart to place

Each finger holding purpose and claim

Blessed they BE in our Lord's name.

In time of call, in time of need, 

in prayerful gestures of faith.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Study of hands, Silverpoint and white highlights on pink prepared paper, c. 1474, Leonardo Da Vinci, 1452 - 1519.

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A Month New ~ September 1, 2023

 

The Call of This Day

what moves us but sensibilities and passion aflame

creation, concepts, art and BEING with heartfelt claim

brilliant be the colors of the sun to rise the sun to set

to mark the vision, the glory, beyond all regret

anew each breath within blessings divine

to mark our BEING this gift of time

a task, a deed, a celebration sweet

where vigor and joy so lovingly meet

beyond perceptions there BE a knowing real

from where LOVE and PRAISE have no conceal

dwell we may in a beckoning restless heart

from which deep understanding bears its start

blessings of GOD be the call of this day

'tis the message, the message of soul to convey.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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The Knowing

The Knowing 

in the delicate beauty of a flower,
    in the purity of joy in a young child's smile,
        in the rising and setting sun,
            in the radiance of the sun, the moon, the stars,
                in the flowing streams, rivers, and seas,
                    in the ever changing firmament,
                        in the mountains, fields and forests,
                            feel I the pulse, the light, the embrace,
                                the knowing, the exaltation, 

                                    the PRAISE of GOD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

I viewed... I became his story...

I viewed... I became his story... 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7gUh8j5ui0o

Thank You ... I at 85 years of age yet P L A Y ... 

driven I be with the passion and joy of days young 

the songs of sounds that ever call to heart 

that of the winds, the cresting waves 

the gentle flow of a stream, a song bird's song 

the laughter of a young child

the touch and feel of a flower, of a stone 

of a fallen leaf, of the bark of the oak tree

the brightness of the sun to rise

the majestic colors of the sun to set

the feeling of the twilight, the midnight hour

the embrace of sleep 

the lucid dream

the awakening new 

to each day of light, of breath, of BEING

and so I yet PLAY...the knowing of 

Passion, Love, Ascension, Yielding.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

APOGEE Poet 

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Skyward be my eyes...

 

Skyward be my eyes...

A feeling, a thought, and skyward be my eyes

The solace of light within supernal skies

Blessings of ALL I do feel

The touch of GOD ever real

And in this moment as Below as Above

Beheld I be by the embrace of Love

From the light a resounding WORD

The message of GOD, the ALL be heard.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Photo Credit: Michael Wilson Evrard

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..to say...or not to say...

 

...to say, or not to say...

He said, she said, misunderstandings, conflicts, arguments, judgments, I meant this, But you said this, You don't hear me... and the drama goes on and on and on... and so I petition YOU, to listen not only with your ears, but with your heart, past the assumptions, past the conclusions without the impending retaliations, see the resolve that beckons to be known, allow TRUTH its dominion.

WORDS ...

"Words are things, and a small drop of ink

falling like dew upon a thought

produces that which makes

thousands, perhaps millions, think."

~Lord Byron, 1788-1824

Words, those markers of thought, sounding within us, hanker for expression. Words, those marks upon paper, our own or that of another find their meaning within us. A poem, its meter, its rhythm, its rhyme, its structure, its pulse, calls for our attentive consideration. Within the words, the line, the totality of a poem, we to find meaning, inspiration, an accord, a resolve and yes, another question.

~Rose Marie Raccioppi

Language provides an echo - it is not the original - words are representations, symbols, utterances, that the inner spirit longs to be known - to self - to others and to the ultimate SELF. As a poet, language echoes my heart's lament, my soul's joy and my spirit's quest to soar, echoes holding to praise and gratitude, a sounding sense of purpose.

~Rose Marie Raccioppi

...and so I appeal... Imagine the engagement of heart, soul, spirit in words of praise, in words of reflection, in words of sacred creed. Imagine "know thyself" a pursuit of love, of faith, of spirit, of GOD. The more I read Shakespeare, the more I realize that in a poet's heart is ever the search for understanding, beauty and purpose. If we are open to explore the poet's pondering of heart, we will hear the questing echoes of soul. And so in joy, I plea...

Shakespeare Be my Brother..

Shakespeare be my brother this very night

As words free and in frolic take flight

Words of anguish, fear and pain

Words of illusion and the inane

Words to claim my longings and desire

Words to breathe these thoughts of fire

For words within the mind conceived

Create the world for us perceived

Recorded in prose, poetry and rhyme

To give purpose to life's gift of time

Words to serve intent and pleasure

Held in journals as one's life treasure

Words of moments present, moments past

And within a recorded history cast

Of all the words I in quest to heed

Silent utterances of TRUTH and sacred creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

By PROCLAMATION 2011-2022

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."

~William Shakespeare

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PALM SUNDAY ~ Blessings of our LORD be known

 

ALL in PRAISE...this Blessed Palm Sunday... John:12:13

The Triumphal Entry

12~ The next day the great crowd that had come to the feast heard that Jesus was coming to Jerusalem. 13 ~ They took palm branches and went out to meet Him, shouting: “Hosanna!” “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” “Blessed is the King of Israel!”

This Palm Cross made, and gifted to me 

in devotional PRAISE of JESUS.

Received with love of GOD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Photo: CAR, AM, Collectible Clicks, Palm Sunday 2022.

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Life, BEING and the Sea

within a sea of emotions cresting real

waves of pain, of joy beyond conceal

this day marked with tides gone by

a pause, a reflection, a deep deep sigh

confusion and dismay

be news brought our way

passions and longings to assail

a vision of resolve, and change we to hail

beyond the shadows cast our light be known

by the love and mercy our hearts have shown

there is a rhythm within Earth divine

and so too, of BEING, yours and mine

this ebb and flow, the constant there be

this of Life, BEING and the Sea

we hold to the call, the sea cresting within

and hushed be the discordant, this raucous din.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo Credit: John Raheb 

Don I

don I the royal robes of resolve, shed I the cloak of despair
know I the grace, the blessings, the light of God's loving care
when oppression and fear beckon to this heart
from blessed grace, the knowing of love, ne’er I shall depart
upon my soul a golden shield of everlasting light and love
this with eyes to earth and eyes to the heavens above
be I of breath in the presence of the NOW
be I of spirit in an eternal vow 
to the divinity of love and grace, the soul in expressions shown
be this the bloom, the bounty, the breath, the beauty of BEING known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Photo: Iris ensata 'Royal Robe’  

https://www.flickr.com/photos/mshades/484918094/

When visualizing, "royal robes of resolve..." I envisioned a robe of violet velvet that caught the light, shoulder decoration and tassels of brilliant gold, symbolic of crown energies, and the graces of alchemy, regal, stately, and flowing. I was not aware that a flower existed that mirrored what was perceived, nor bore the name, "Royal Robe." 

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The poem was fully penned when I set to search for a fitting image. When found within a flower, I felt deeply validated, blessed and grateful. Within the words of my poem its beauty was conceived. 

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Beauty beheld,

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⁠Rose Marie Raccioppi⁠

L O V E

When asked how would I define this undefinable word...

    I journeyed deep into the personal feeling of LOVE 
        as it has become known to me… 

           and so LOVE ... 
               the Longing for the Omnipresence in Vistas Eternal... 
                    all pervasive, 
                          all within the calling to soul, 
                              the beckoning to heart, 
                                  the beauty of Breath and BEING as ONE 
                                       and as ONE onto ANOTHER. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

It is of interest to note that in numerology . 

L O V E bears the composite number 9 ~ 

denoting completion... and indeed it be so.

B E A U T Y...

BEAUTY… 

be it known as the seed that knows its destiny 

     be it the bloom that celebrates its revelation 

          be it the heart that pulsates with grace 

               be it the SOUL that is 

                    our Spirit,  

                         our Omnipresence 

                              our Unity

                                   our Love… 

                                        this onto self, this onto others 

this our BEAUTY conceived   

 in each breath of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

...within our hearts...

Love is the only flower 
that grows and blossoms 
without the aid of the seasons.
~ Kahlil Gibran ~
 
LOVE...
it is a flower that Longs to be known,
it is a flower with seeds of the Omnipresence,
it is the flower of Volition with petals of grace,
it is a flower that buds Eternally with praise.
be it a bloom within our hearts...
~ Rose Marie Raccioppi ~

On the 5th Day of Christmas my true love sent to me

On the 5th Day of Christmas my true love sent to me

Five golden rings

Five blessings do they bring

Each finger circled in gold ever bright

Holding splendor and wondrous light

THE WAY the first finger does call

The second seeks TRUTH for all

The third is POWER to do and be

The fourth LOVE shared with a you, a me

The fifth is GRACE divine

All in harmonious devotion mine

A hand with five golden rings

Five blessings do they bring.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

To a POET, words speak their revelations...

The words SILENT and LISTEN bear the same letters. 

The initiation of SILENT by, S, connotes the call to Spirit, 

and the ending letter, T, calls to Truth... 

The initiation of LISTEN by, L, connotes the call to Love, 

and the ending letter, N, calls to Nurturance

And so be it known

The initiation, the final call 

Spirit ~ Truth 

Love ~ Nurturance. 

To a POET, words speak their revelations. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: Photo, CAR, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, Collectible Click, 2019.

Valentine's Day 2018... An ODE ...

Within each heart there be

A longing, 'tis love's decree

The call to self and another true

The blessings of devotion on to you

Within each heart a questing fair

To embrace another with love's tender care

Within each heart a knowing divine

This ever yours, this ever mine 

Love to ever find its sacred way

This moment, this hour, this day.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Georgia O’Keeffe', "Red, Yellow and Black Streak," 1924, oil on canvas.

"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

G L O R Y ...

YES... Ours is a G L O R Y to be known... feel the ...

          Grace 

               Love 

                   Omnipresence 

                        Resurrection

                             Yielding... to the call of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

A Sunday Pause...

Ah... the Sounding Muse... 

the pulsing rhythm of heart... 

'tis music...

Yes...

'tis music
hear I the rhythmic grace
this driving pulsing splendor of sound 
this orchestration of heart
from which love shan’t depart.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Fire The Rose

 The Fire The Rose

The fire of passion, bud, bloom and thorn they be

So too, the cresting ecstasy of ocean and sea

A rapture of being and enchantment divine

Upon this soul, ever yours, ever mine

What longing lore of love do your petals enfold

Your sweet seductive fragrance I to behold

Bloom in rapture and radiant red array

The kiss of waters upon your petals lay.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Do Enjoy... an offering of inspiration:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8Rf9IRmg60&feature=share

Image Credit:  The Flame, Cecilia Boudreaux.