Outside My Window

a canvas to behold

nature in artistry divine

the white of the sky

illumed by the brilliance

of the sun's light

this so magically cast

upon the white blossoms

of the dogwood tree

as the glistening leaves

of the lithe bamboo

hold to tones of green

in reflective splendor

this outside my window

a gallery of glory.

the window open

hear I the serenade

songbirds near and far

feel I the warming sun

my words, echoes

of a heart touched

by nature's canvas

alchemic strokes of light

this hour beheld.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

...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 

...in noble deed...

…in noble deed...

'tis wisps of green touched by the early evening sun

shimmer they in gentle grace

the flutter of a white butterfly in noble deed

silent is the soft wind

hear I the cooing and the chirping

such savor in the songbird song

the air, creation’s gentle breath

clear, cool be its enfolding embrace

the sun in this setting hour 

its glory in heart to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: cabbagewhite_-up-shenandoah-np-va-7jun06-bbouton1.jpg

...'tis yours 'tis mine...

joyful tidings greet the rising sun

the song bird song in glory sung

sweet be the delicate white blooms of the dogwood tree

life in pulsing splendor this day gifted to me

grass touched by the morning dew glistens in the light

the scamper of squirrels, 'tis Spring's delight

the NOW in PRESENCE divine

this breath of life, 'tis yours, 'tis mine

and what may our destiny in God's light be

the giving, the receiving, the living alchemy.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetowm, New York 

Dogwood, Photo: CAR, Colectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 20114

Cadence of Spring

...and as I listen...

this cadence of spring
the lilting song of the robin
the gentle rustle of new grass
the harp song of the wind
the quiver of branch and bough
the resounding joy of bloom
the rhythmic pulsing of heart
such orchestration divine
this cadence of spring.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


American Robin : http://www.examiner.com/outdoor-recreation-in-missoula/american-robin-a-symbol-of-spring?fb_comment=18027826

Then... and NOW...

You Sing Your Song

Not pained by days past
Not burdened with lessons of history
No fear to soar the sky
No doubt in moment present
Little bird, little bird
You sing your song
And ALL is known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Boy with Bird c. 1616, Peter Paul Rubens, Staatliche Museen, Berlin, Germany.

The artistry and music of SPRING ... gifts of eternal beauty known...

Melting Ice

Melting ice in the warming sun upon yet sparking snow
The bloom of Spring awaits in the covered earth below
Songbirds gather at my window and upon high soar
This season of change to welcome life new evermore.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Melting, Photo: CAR, Collectible Clicks©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.

Above Wind Swept Fields

Above wind swept fields of crimson and gold
The ascending lark in beauty behold
A soaring ballad trilling sweet
Wind and wings in destiny meet.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Wheat Field with a Lark, 1887, Museum: Rijksmuseum Van Gogh, Amsterdam, Holland, Vincent Van Gogh, 1853-1890.

It is where he chose to set himself free... Such metaphor in this work of his -
a lone spirit in flight with a loving song, not heard but by his heart alone...


YouTube - Vincent (Starry Starry Night) Don McLean
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dipFMJckZOM

"I know what you said to me..."
with color, paint and brush ...ever this heart you touch...
with knowing and pain beyond conceal ... beauty there be ever to reveal...


Vaughan Williams - The Lark Ascending.mp3 (audio/mpeg Object)
http://www.filefreak.com/files/122682_dcm4a/Vaughan%20Williams%20-%20The%20Lark%20Ascending.mp3



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Nightingale

Oh, sweet sounds thy Nightingale
Upon my soul this night I hail
And I in reverie and charm delight
Embraced by this sonorous night
Light lilting waves of love so real
All within my heart to feel
In this rapture now be heard
The music of the night songbird.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


In Dedication to Matthew Cameron

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ozoysappOp4
Nightingale de F.L. Matthew Cameron

The Nightingale, Kay Nielsen, Danish illustrator, 1886-1957

Frames of Mind, Opus 10

Lilting hues of heaven's light
Songbirds at nest, songbirds at flight
Your music once heard
Known be the call of Spirit's word
Song to capture the wind, the light, the soul
And ever sweetened is life's present toll.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


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The Bamboo's Vow

In joyous abandon the silence to greet
The chorus of sound as leaf and wind meet
This season’s winsome array now is heard
The sonorous sway of bamboo, the call of the songbird
Lithe and lush dwellers of my garden green
Holding to the sun’s light dancing shadows seen
Leaves and canes in supple surrender bow
Beauty, strength, gentleness be the bamboo’s vow.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Bamboo in my garden, Photograph, ©Collectible Clicks, Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2008.

You Sing Your Song

Not pained by days past
Not burdened with lessons of history
No fear to soar the sky
No doubt in moment present
Little bird, little bird
You sing your song
And ALL is known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Boy with Bird c. 1616, Peter Paul Rubens, Staatliche Museen, Berlin, Germany