Live I

 Live I

live I with roots and wings

be they of visions

in purposes defined

in dreams yet dreamed

be I the anchor

be I the sail

a pause, a breath, a BEING.

and so... we sail

we greet the rising and setting SUN 

the way of waters becomes known 

the calm, the fury, the gentle 

the thunderous cresting waves

the ebb and flow 

and our glory, our blessed glory 

resounds in the pulsing of our hearts.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Phots: By the Sea, PFR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2009.

A Flutter of Wings ... message received Dear Nicholas...

A flutter of wings at my window be heard
A Cardinal, bears she Spirit’s WORD
So telling be her beauty and grace
Holding to heart, to heart’s loving place
A spirited Soul, Heaven has received
PEACE, PEACE, in glory perceived
This very moment, her fluttering wings in sounding love
At my window, a message from the Heavens above
PEACE, now in Heaven’s embrace
PEACE, now within our hearts to place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate

Photo: Jim McCormac

WINGS...

here in my garden

upon a tree that once was

an offering of what is yet to be

wings of grace in light gifted onto me.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

WINGS, pod, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2019

Calling be the ~ W I N G S...

Calling be the ~ W I N G S...

                    In the Wondrous emergent
                         In the I AM that is
                              In the Nurturance of beauty
                                   In the Grace of creation
                                        In the Spirit of being...

Blessed be the gifts...

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Thank You to Bob Jessen... Photo by Rick Bunting, Nature Photographer Extraordinaire.

There are wings upon she soars...

There are wings upon she soars

the calling whispers of the wind
the sweet songbird song
the warmth of the sun
the brilliance of the stars
the waxing and waning of the moon
the ebb and flow of the tides

There are wings upon she soars

the lucid dreams that fill the night
the palette of color
the starkness of the calling canvas
the harmonies of the heart
the beckoning of the soul 
the echo of the word

There are wings upon she soars

the grasping hand of a newborn
the knowing smile of a child
the warmth of a touch
the dream held real
the pulse that is
the pulse that is

There are wings upon she soars
There are wings upon she soars
There are wings upon she soars.

Wings In Flight, The Sounding Light Collection, 
APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

Flutter...Flutter...Frivolity

In the darkest hour before dawn
Awaken I to feathered voices
Sweet flirtations to court the new day
Heard be the fluttering of wings
Robins red breasted
Frivolity fills my chambers
And blushed be the hour.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York


Frivolity, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com

Wings

many a story
dance, wisdom, a vengeance told
wings of cranes enfold.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Bird in flight, Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.


Thousand Cranes Peace Network - Crane Lore
http://rosella.apana.org.au/~mlb/cranes/lore.htm#Mythology