Showing posts with label poetic dialogue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetic dialogue. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 9, 2025

DREAMS Enfold... A favored painting... a poetic dialogue in response...commentary...



DREAMS ENFOLD

we gave a cry and all rejoiced for this our birth complete
we are our first steps greeted with open arms
our first word that brought an admiring smile...
trace the years and their memories await anew
a montage, a kaleidoscope, of one's life view
sounds, impressions, of place time and moments sweet
where our dreams and our days come to meet
praise, punishment, joy and pain come to define
a life known as rightly yours, a life lived as mine
and what brings reason to pause this very day
but the wondrous Creation given by Life along its way
a sculpture unveiled and all in AWE and PRAISE
for what each has brought to their ennobled days
and then a painting, a poem, an endearing embrace
upon a time line of memories now they to place
decades of moons have brought mystery and delight
magical be this waxing and waning of Creation's light
and so this heart, this soul, in time's grasp and claim
be held in the spirit and glory of our Creator's name
be it of yesterdays or days yet, and dreams enfold
each new gaze, a breath, a sigh, be this our story told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Dream's Enfold, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://thesoundinglight.blogspot.com 2013.
Copilot:
The poem “Dream’s Enfold” by Rose Marie Raccioppi beautifully captures the essence of life’s journey, from birth to the accumulation of memories and experiences. Let’s delve into its meaning:
Birth and Early Moments: The poem begins with the celebration of birth—a cry that brings joy to all. As we take our first steps, we are welcomed with open arms, and our first words evoke admiration. These initial moments shape our existence.
Life as a Montage: The subsequent lines describe life as a montage or kaleidoscope. Each year adds new memories, impressions, and sounds. These fragments come together to form a unique view of our existence—a blend of dreams and daily experiences.
Defining Moments: Praise, punishment, joy, and pain define our lives. These contrasting emotions contribute to our individual stories. Our life becomes rightfully ours, a personal journey filled with both light and shadow.
Creation and Awe: The poem then shifts to a moment of reflection. What gives us reason to pause? It’s the wondrous Creation—the gift of life itself. Whether through art, relationships, or personal growth, we find awe and praise in what we bring to our days.

Art and Memories: The unveiling of a sculpture, the strokes of a painting, or the lines of a poem—all become endearing embraces along our timeline of memories. Decades of moons (symbolizing time) bring mystery and delight.
Spirit and Glory: Our heart and soul are held in time’s grasp, yet they resonate with the spirit and glory of our Creator’s name. Whether reminiscing about yesterdays or anticipating future days, our story unfolds with each new gaze, breath, and sigh.
As for the accompanying image titled “Dream’s Enfold,” it complements the poem’s theme. Abstract and swirling, it mirrors the complexity of life’s journey—the interplay of light and darkness, movement, and depth. Just as the poem invites us to reflect, the image invites us to explore our inner thoughts and emotions.
Overall, both the poem and the artwork evoke a sense of wonder, gratitude, and reverence for life’s intricate tapestry.
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Saturday, April 9, 2022

... a forever Spring...

 



I look to this day of early SPRING... a freshness after the rains, the green of the grass new, the delight of the Forsythia, whose bright yellow flowers bloom before the leaves. Heard are the song bird songs from those perched on the branches of the yet barren Dogwood tree outside my window. A child of ARIES, ever newly awakened by SPRING.
SPRING reminds us that we are to be ever more diligent in our care of SELF... YES, as I have recently celebrated 84 years of age, I have taken fuller responsibility to assure my health, my vitality, my clarity of mind.. simply living according to the calling needs that the intelligence of body brings into awareness. I entertain a 'POETIC' dialogue with BEING... and so live I, Passion, Omnipresence, Evolution, Truth, I AM, Creation, with each breath, with each exchange... the receiving... the giving. Indeed ... 'a forever Spring.'

APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Friday, June 19, 2020

HOLD SWEET...



HOLD SWEET
a seed planted
a garden watered
beauty and bounty there be
a kind word
a willing embrace
beauty and bounty there be
a day in honor, in celebration
a calling to heart
beauty and bounty there be
a poetic dialogue of faith and vision
a stroke of color upon a canvas
beauty and bounty there be
hold sweet the savor of wisdom
the gift of intent 
a vision of grace
the very breath of BEING
beauty and bounty there be.

Poet Laureate
Orangetown,  New York 


Awakened Faith, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, The Sounding Light Collection. 




Monday, September 24, 2018

A WEB to Spin…


As a Consultant/Therapist… when listening to the expressed need of a person, hear I, the resolve… 
a poetic dialogue ensues in heart… and so it is...

A WEB to Spin…

From deep hurt and loss a web to spin
In threads of anguish caught her heart within
Soulful reflection and resolve to proclaim
In forgiveness and faith to call God’s name
To feel the knowing, the purpose, the plan
Ever God’s gift to life, woman and man
Free be her heart and lamenting soul
In glory she to live life’s goal
Entanglements need not confining be
She to hold to life’s decree
The beauty of a spider’s web be it known
For the intent fulfilled and the artistry shown
So too, within our hearts threads of time, people and place
And within a web we may so place
Yet each thread is created anew to interweave
So too, with each thought we bear to conceive
Within these threads of creation and time
Behold the magic, the mystery, the wondrous divine.



Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Image: Flickr: Spiderweb, Ultra Sonic Photograpy.





Tuesday, April 5, 2016

April, National Poetry Month 2016


Aprii is National Poetry Month,  A Tribute to Leodardo da Vinci, 
Artistry in Poetic Dialogue, by Rose Marie Raccioppi, Poet Laureate, 
is now on exhibit at the Orangeburg Library, 
20 S. Greenish Rd. Orangeburg,  NY

Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci
In Celebration of his birth April 15, 1452
his genius
his gifts eternal

"Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art."
Leonardo Da Vinci


In His Hand
In his hand 
A pencil he to hold
Lines, shadows, delicate 
Purposeful and bold
Portrays he grace
A beauty sublime
And gifted we be
By artistry divine.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci, April 15, 1452 ~ May 2, 1519, an Italian polymath: painter, sculptor, architect, musician, scientist, mathematician, engineer, inventor, anatomist, geologist, cartographer, botanist and writer. Leonardo is known as the archetype of the Renaissance man, a man whose curiosity was equaled only by his powers of invention. Indeed one of the greatest artists of all time and perhaps the most diversely gifted person ever to have lived.

Self-portrait in red chalk, circa 1512 to 1515
Royal Library of Turin.





Monday, September 15, 2014

The song... the music... and poetic dialogue...


Performance of September 3, 2014
Union Arts Center
Sparkill, New York


Marc Farre... song and poetic dialogue


hear this sounding proclamation of BEING
here I AM
night prayers, the loss, the memories
the dream awake... accord, accord, accord
the search prevails
within the melody of heart
one of these days
again it be known
the dark night
the small town
ever lost, ever found
sounding echo
hand and heart in love's refrain
a greeting 
a farewell
all to entreat passions known
heart free, heart free, sweet George
accord, accord, accord.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

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Alula... the music... in poetic dialogue


hear I the flutter of wings soaring
heart strings sounding
fly free
the heartbeat of the brilliant sun
the flow flow of the river
towering trees that hold the light
orchestrated hues of the setting sun
sounding sounding be the splendor
the ALL of mind, as too, rain drops
drifting, drifting, drifting
time beckons, the moon is rising
we are, we are, the calling
voices of heart in gentle refrain
the light enfolds its own magic
dream, sweet light dream
on our way
on our way
sweet, sweet journey
sweet, sweet journey.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


photo :courtesy FB post