Snow here in Tappan, New York ~ Winter's touch of time

A gossamer veil of gentle wind, snow and light

Settled and cloaked in crystal strokes of white

Delicate be these touches upon barren branch and bough

Beauty to behold be the snow's silent vow

A hush, a pause, define this morning's domain

Nature's splendor holds its special claim

The faint song of wind upon chime

Heralds a welcome melody to Winter's touch of time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate 

Orangetown, New York 

…by the ONE so named

 

....by the ONE so named

A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be

Trees, branches, and bough, gifts from the grace of thee

This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive

The wondrous by the Creator in glory to conceive

A silence in this motionless moment of BEING divine

Such be the savor of the morning light, this the gift of time

This season of winter to embrace my blessed abode

Each day, each moment, there be a story to be told

Sweet be the song of wind upon the melodious chime

The gifts of barren trees, light, shadow and wintertime

The All becomes known in each breath proclaimed

The GLORY, the GRACE, the LIGHT, 

by the ONE so named.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

...by the O N E

A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be

Trees, branches, and bough, reaching to the light before me

Sky of lambent blue so brilliantly clear, supernal indeed

This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive 

A silence in this motionless moment of BEING  divine

Such be the savor of the morning light, this the gift of time

This season of winter to embrace my blessed abode

Each day, each moment, there be a story to be told 

The All becomes known in each breath of SELF proclaimed

GLORY, GRACE, LIGHT, by the ONE so named.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Crescendo of Grace...

...at this hour... a Winter Day

the blue of the sky streaked with white 
the brilliance of the noon hour sun
the brown of the barren branch and bough 
the emerald of the evergreen trees 
the flutter of golden and russet leaves of fall 
yet taken to flight by the wind
a garden view from my window 
the orchestration of color, form, beauty
hear I in the silence and soft whispers 
the gentle wind, a crescendo of grace.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

March in its mercurial mood...

March and the call of winter...

trees barren of leaves

budding green in a blanket of snow

sun brilliant in the lambent sky

the calm of a cold cold winter day

March being March in its mercurial mood

holds to the call of winter

summoned be the cold, high winds, and snow angels

crystals of light to come forth in winter’s mood

and so the storm before the gateway to spring.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Barren Trees...

"Make like a tree and let the dead leaves drop." - Rumi

…heed the wisdom of barren trees… Rose Marie Raccioppi

Barren Trees

The winter sun bright and free
To touch and reach the whole of me
No leaves to shield me from its rays
The gentle warmth of cold winter days
Shadow, light and wind the frost does hold
This moment present and memories of old
With naked branch and bough stand each  tree
Noble and knowing creation’s gift unto thee
Heed the inner call to leave all in slumber’s grace
For ever there be Spring anew in each heart to place.
Sweet be the song of wind upon chime
The gifts of barren trees, life and time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Snow here in Tappan, New York

Snow here in Tappan, New York...

A gossamer veil of gentle wind, snow and light

Settled and cloaked in crystal strokes of white

So delicate be these touches upon barren branch and bough

Beauty shall we behold be the snow's silent vow

Tenderness and temper define this morning's domain

Nature's splendor holds its special claim

The faint song of wind upon chime

Heralds a welcome melody to Winter's touch of time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate 

Orangetown, New York

Gems of Grace here in Tappan, New York...

Crimson, russet, and tones of gold
Be the splendor of Autumn gentle and bold
Leaves of color holding to sun's light
They to the wind in willing flight
Gathered upon the ground a treasure to bring
A blanket until the coming of Spring
Barren trees soon to welcome Winter's call
Such gems of grace the gifts of Fall.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

...the warming sun... the melting snow...days of a New York winter... Libation's Grace

torrential rain, mounds of falling snow
onto the receiving earth below
libation's grace upon land, farm and field
all to Spring's bloom and envisioned yield
earth and root so nourished they be
quiver of grass, the reach of the oak tree
libation be it present and ever so sweet
for the heavens and earth do lovingly meet
gift of the seasons with time ever unfold
feel I the touch of Spring's story yet to be told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Libation's Grace, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013. 

http://www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com

...at this hour of noon... Miss Not

miss not the warming glow of the noon sun
miss not the chilled air upon your cheeks
miss not the gentle rustle of the barren trees
miss not the wondrous expressions of Winter's day
the scamper of squirrels upon the towering oak
the songbird perched
the lambent sky
the light behind the moving clouds
gentle gentle be this noon hour
the PRESENCE
miss not
miss not
miss not.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Photo Credit: http://www.flickr.com/photos/ladytimeless/with/6607592431/

By the Winds

serenaded by the chimes that sing
chilled by the cold this night does bring
snow in mounds yet pure, untouched and white
swept by the winds in swirling flight
deep be the blue of the vast sky above
be these the gifts of the Creator's love
high in the deep of blue in vistas far
the brilliant light of a distant star
serenaded by the chimes that sing
chilled by the cold this night does bring.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


By the Winds, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012.

Time Ever Beckoning

time ever beckoning
the season 's cycle
summer's end
the autumn calls
to the warmth of the winter sun
to the light of the cresting moon
the winds blow cold
ever changing light
upon bare branch and bough
all in honor of Spring's eternal vow.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Time Ever Beckoning, Photo, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Seasons of Change

seasons of change be they ever known
by the love and praise we have shown
live as we may a metaphor sweetly sublime
the waxing and waning, the breath of light divine
the rising and setting of each day's sun
our tasks, our deeds, destiny's work done
and when we pause in reverie's embrace
each blessing to hold to its sacred place
precious be these treasured moments to share
all in the glory of God's loving care.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Abundance Be, Photo Composite, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.
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A Night Festival ~ here in Tappan, New York

strong gusting winds and sounding sounding chimes
a calling night song
the full moon casts its majestic light
branch and bough in surrender sway
shadows dance upon the shimmering mounds of snow
a night festival dressed in winter's array.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Moon, Photos, CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

An added word:

This full moon was known by early Native American tribes as the Full Snow Moon because the heaviest snows usually fell during this time of the year. Since hunting is difficult, this moon has also been known by some tribes as the Full Hunger Moon.

Branches Yet Bare

...this noon hour in Tappan, New York...

running waters from the melting mounds of snow
ice cycles surrendering to the sun's gentle warmth
the scamper of squirrels upon ground and towering Oak
sun's light behind the drifting clouds on high
song and flight of birds upon branches yet bare
the sigh of winter the beckoning of spring
light and change, this each passing day to bring.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Image: allthingsheartandhome.com

Pristine Quietude

fallen snow
a pristine quietude
blanketed in glistening white splendor
jeweled be all crested in ice cycles
branch and bough in blessed surrender
cold be this wind
white white be the sky above
held I be in winter's embrace
this the Creator's love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Pristine Quietude, Photo: CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

The Choral Word

ice cycles large and luminous with the noon day light
mounds of drifting snow crystals white
these wondrous gifts through my window I see
the majesty of winter in this noon hour with me
cold be the winds of this winter day
bright be the knowing sun of season's way
the song of the white breasted nuthatch is heard
an early heralding of spring be the choral word.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


White Breasted Nuthatch, Image: www.mentorlagoons.org/ white%20breasted%20nuth..

Upon the Waters and Land Alike...here in New York

upon the waters and land alike
fallen snow crystals of light
hues of blue cast from the skies above
winter's embrace, God's love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Upon the Waters and Land Alike, Photo: CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Light's Majestic Array

wind and light and winter's call
hues of violet upon the drifting mounting snow
beauty to behold
be it born this day
crystals of snow holding light's majestic array.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Violet Hues Upon the Snow, Image: ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Vivaldi's 4 seasons - Winter I - Daniel Phillips

gentle be the falling snow
chilled be the winter wind
silent be this serenade of splendor
bare branches newly cloaked in white
bold and majestic this be Winter's light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Snow in Tappan, New York: Photo: CAR, Collectible Clicks,©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.