Our SOUL to greet...

 The ROSE, delivers its spirited message in its petals of tenderness and beauty, and its wisdom, in the piercing pain of its thorns. Symbolic and metaphoric be its telling, its commune with soul.

In loving gratitude to Yavaun Swanson 

this from the Roselight Garden at Grace Cottage. 

Offerings of such beauty and grace

The delight of which holds to heart's place

This ROSE among the blooms of your garden sweet

Where the blessings of Creation, our SOUL to greet.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

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Upon Awakening...

I, upon awakening greeted with delight

The full bloom of a Rose in the morning light

Magenta beauty in petals luxuriant and bold

And known was a story in silence told

The room alight with resplendent color divine

Such be this sweet sweet awakening mine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Full Bloom of a Rose, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019.

A ROSE yet blooms...

A ROSE yet blooms...

shocking be the news
this ROSE yet blooms
misunderstood be the views
this ROSE yet blooms
deception and deceit
this ROSE yet blooms
pesticides and toxins
this ROSE yet blooms
lawsuits and trials
this ROSE yet blooms
chaos and disasters
this ROSE yet blooms
pain and loss 
this ROSE yet blooms
Creation's bounty ours to hail
beyond all illusion
truth and beauty ever to prevail
t'is the way of The Creator to call to soul
the bounty in praise and so paid be the toll.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

A ROSE, CAR, Collectible Clicks, @Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019

An added word...

And there it is... the beauty, the delicate touch, and too, the thorns... one is to be respectful of what it is they choose to hold to... be it a trauma, an experience, that can rip through the core of our BEING. Go gentle with SELF... awaken to the beauty and the sacred call of consciousness that dwells deep for our awareness, our reflection, our resolve, our release from that which yet pierces through our pretense. This the way of the WINNING WARRIOR... the APOGEE Acu-Tone™ Paradigm.

A ROSE of White...

A ROSE of White

delicate beauty bears this ROSE of white

petals to hold the Creator's light

a symbol of purity, a symbol of love

spirit from earth and heavens above

a bloom, the grace of the divine

touched be the heart, yours, mine

be this a flower that comes to say

have a loving and blessed Mother's Day.

Ever with love,

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Petals...

petals, embers of the rose

cast they be upon waters of the sea

their alluring fragrance flowing sweet

be they the nectar of the soulful heart 

from which memory shall not depart

each yet holds to blush and bloom

each from a vine of timeless creation

thorns tempered piercing no more

petals of what was and shall ever be

carried by the waters, the waters of the sea.

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.

the heart, the rose...

the heart, the rose its calling heard
within its chambers, its petals, echoes, echoes, of THE WORD
listen I do, grace, beauty, and faith, its call ever sweet
the giving, the receiving, each breath a flower to meet
beyond all perceived pain, loss and fear
is the call to life and beauty with blessings dear
heed its wisdom and the beauty of its eternal quest
TRUTH, LOVE, PASSION, life's blessed behest

the heart, the rose its calling heard

within its chambers, its petals, echoes, echoes, of THE WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Soul of the Rose, 1908, John William Waterhouse, 1849 – 1917.

The Petals... The Thorns...I the ROSE...

"And all shall be well and.. All manner of thing shall be well.. 

When the tongues of flame are in-folded.. Into the crowned knot of fire.. 

And the fire and the rose are one.” T.S. Eliot

I the Fire, I the Rose

the fire, the petals, the passions of creation
the light of the PRESENCE
brilliant be the towering flames
horrifying be its consuming fury
the rose, the gentle warmth of the glowing fire
the rose, the wrath of its piercing thorn
know I each as one and one as each
I the rose, I the fire
the passion, the pain, the PRAISE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Photo Source: Esophoria Mystery School

For your added enjoyment...

Fire & the Rose Are One - YouTube
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8Rf9IRmg60

"The rose, by virtue of its beauty, shape and scent, has become the most commonly used floral symbol in the West. Angelus Silesius took the rose for an image of the soul. Once the insignia of ancient Goddesses, it was revealed to be of cosmic import, a semblance of divine power in its feminine splendour. It is in effect the symbol of the Divine Mother, and thus symbolises the chalice of life and love that is the soul. To gaze at the heart of a rose is to contemplate the truest living mandala. To look on this mystic centre is to be in the presence of holiness. "The rose each ravished sense beguiles", wrote Sappho, who called the rose the Queen of Flowers. A symbol cherished by our ancestors that has been handed down over millennia yet has power to move our spirits."

Esophoria Mystery School

'Tis Love...

'Tis Love...

An array of flowers each its own blessed story
Blooms of color God's grace in loving glory
A Rose with petals, a velvet caress
A Sunflower holding light and happiness
An Iris with drama and mystery
A Daisy with joyful frivolity
'Tis earth and beauty that lovingly meet
Such delicate splendor and fragrance sweet
A flower within be it of perpetual grace
Within chambers of heart 'tis love to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Image Courtesy of: Carmen Stanica, I fiori colorano Spello, Umbria.

Flame of Faith

"And all shall be well and.. All manner of thing shall be well.. When the tongues of flame are in-folded.. Into the crowned knot of fire.. And the fire and the rose are one.” ~ T.S. Eliot

flame of faith

no embers does it create

it burns

yet it consumes not.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Flame of Faith, Image, © Rose Marie Raccioppi, APOGEE Vibrational Art, 2012.

...in the garden... Within Heart's Love

delicate be this holding of sun's light
petals of majestic grandeur and delight
enfold they Creation's tender embrace
the bloom of a rose within heart's love I place.
a flower, a memory, this benediction of time
beauty be truth's expression divine.
 
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Rose, Photo: Karen Krinitz, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.

Blessed Flower All

an array of flowers each its own blessed story
blooms of color God's grace in glory
I a Rose with petals a velvet caress
I a Sunflower holding light and happiness
I an Iris with drama and mystery
I a Daisy with joyful frivolity
'tis earth and heaven to lovingly meet
such delicate splendor and fragrance sweet
and I a flower of perpetual bloom
know I the glory of morning the delight of noon
and when the day a night to fall
I a blessed flower all.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


image credit: http://www.traviswholesale.net/flowers.html

Inner Command

inner command
within the destiny of truth
the sun to rise
within the will of beauty
the rose to bloom.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Photograph was taken in Boise, Idaho at the Julia Davis Rose Garden, bythedrop.com 2008.

Il vento e la rosa ~ The wind and the rose ~ a haiku offering

the wind and the rose
buds and bloom heed the wind's call
whispers of fragrance.

petals of presence
array of divinity
grace of creation.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


White Rose, Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.

And so the music...

Sweet Summer

The thirst of trees, grass and flowers
Answered by days of Summer showers
Wet leaves and blooms glisten in the sun
So fresh this day with God's work done
The feel of grass now new below my feet
A gentle wind blows with fragrance sweet
Fountain waters in libation flowing free
Heed I to the rippling water, a symphony
A rose in bloom my hand to hold
Sweet Summer musings I enfold.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Sweet Summer, Oil on canvas, 1912, John William Waterhouse, 1849-1917.


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A Rose

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

Rose, Photograph, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2008.