Let us be the troubadours of divine deliverance...the WORD of GOD ~ Counsel of Old

 

To all who visit...

Let us be among those who have chosen to celebrate the ultimate beauty of bonding across differences, across the false separation of humankind, the animal kingdom, and the grace of Nature. We are to hold to a consciousness that brings us to be ONE in love and glory. ONE with the knowing of GOD. Let us bond in gratitude with the waters, the vegetation, the growing life upon Earth that provides food, shelter, clothing. Let us honor and protect the air we breathe, the Earth we walk, the vast vistas of the firmament, and the TRUTH we behold in heart, in soul, in light, in breath, in BEING.

Let us pray, let us act, let us be the troubadours of divine deliverance...the WORD of GOD.

Counsel of Old

The poet and the bard with word and song did convey

To kings and rulers the heartfelt messages of the day

Counsel given in rhyme, gestures telling they be

To alert the kingdom of tales from across the sea

Jesters and jokers with wit would wisely advise

To be aware of those that mask and veil deceit and lies

Be it well that such wisdom of counsel shall be heard

For from their knowing hearts came echoes of THE WORD

Visions to be shared and truth ever to be sought

These the trappings that bards and jesters have brought

Be well advised that this counsel of old

Has a present day story yet to be told

Those with deliberate agendas of deception and demise

Seek not the counsel of the poetic nor of the wise

The artistry of THE WORD in its truth shall ever prevail

For it is beauty and truth that the noble and wise rightly hail

A poet of modern times in rhyme I choose to pen the word

May your counsel of heart too, be known and ever heard.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: The Lute Player, Theodoor Rombouts, 1597-1637.

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..to say...or not to say...

 

...to say, or not to say...

He said, she said, misunderstandings, conflicts, arguments, judgments, I meant this, But you said this, You don't hear me... and the drama goes on and on and on... and so I petition YOU, to listen not only with your ears, but with your heart, past the assumptions, past the conclusions without the impending retaliations, see the resolve that beckons to be known, allow TRUTH its dominion.

WORDS ...

"Words are things, and a small drop of ink

falling like dew upon a thought

produces that which makes

thousands, perhaps millions, think."

~Lord Byron, 1788-1824

Words, those markers of thought, sounding within us, hanker for expression. Words, those marks upon paper, our own or that of another find their meaning within us. A poem, its meter, its rhythm, its rhyme, its structure, its pulse, calls for our attentive consideration. Within the words, the line, the totality of a poem, we to find meaning, inspiration, an accord, a resolve and yes, another question.

~Rose Marie Raccioppi

Language provides an echo - it is not the original - words are representations, symbols, utterances, that the inner spirit longs to be known - to self - to others and to the ultimate SELF. As a poet, language echoes my heart's lament, my soul's joy and my spirit's quest to soar, echoes holding to praise and gratitude, a sounding sense of purpose.

~Rose Marie Raccioppi

...and so I appeal... Imagine the engagement of heart, soul, spirit in words of praise, in words of reflection, in words of sacred creed. Imagine "know thyself" a pursuit of love, of faith, of spirit, of GOD. The more I read Shakespeare, the more I realize that in a poet's heart is ever the search for understanding, beauty and purpose. If we are open to explore the poet's pondering of heart, we will hear the questing echoes of soul. And so in joy, I plea...

Shakespeare Be my Brother..

Shakespeare be my brother this very night

As words free and in frolic take flight

Words of anguish, fear and pain

Words of illusion and the inane

Words to claim my longings and desire

Words to breathe these thoughts of fire

For words within the mind conceived

Create the world for us perceived

Recorded in prose, poetry and rhyme

To give purpose to life's gift of time

Words to serve intent and pleasure

Held in journals as one's life treasure

Words of moments present, moments past

And within a recorded history cast

Of all the words I in quest to heed

Silent utterances of TRUTH and sacred creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

By PROCLAMATION 2011-2022

"It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves."

~William Shakespeare

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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.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown,  New York 

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

Assigned to Saint Uriel

Mosaic of St. Uriel by James Powell and Sons, at St John’s Church, Boreham, Wiltshire. 1886.

I have been assigned to Saint Uriel ... indeed an accord. Archangel Uriel is known as the angel of wisdom. He shines the light of God’s truth into the darkness of confusion. Uriel means “God is my light” or "fire of God."

The faithful turn to Uriel for help seeking God’s will before making decisions, learning new information, solving problems and resolving conflicts. They also turn to him for help letting go of destructive emotions such as anxiety and anger, which can prevent believers from discerning wisdom or recognizing dangerous situations.

In art, Uriel is often depicted carrying either a book or a scroll, both of which represent wisdom. Another symbol connected with Uriel is an open hand holding a flame or the sun, which represents God’s truth. Like his fellow archangels, Uriel has an angelic energy color, in this case, red, which represents him and the work he performs. Some sources also attribute the color yellow or gold to Uriel.

...and more is said:  https://www.thoughtco.com/how-to-recognize-archangel-uriel-…

Echoes...We need listen... deeply listen... Wisdom of All be known...

WISDOM OF ALL 

Oh how the mind conceives the thought

With restlessness your heart is wrought

For there is a just and kingly goal

Distant yet touching your crying soul

Be burdened not by task and deed

Lest you be lost to the greater creed

Inspired by self and the knowing within

Shall you pass the haunt, the doom of the din

Listen dear child to thy self sovereign and wise

Heed not to temptation, deception and lies

For it is the tear of joy that you shall weep

When the Promise you vow, you do keep

And when you reach and court the dream

With God's love stand thou supreme

Deception takes not your abiding soul

You have reached a kingly goal

As many may doubt and may berate

You shall prevail for love is thy fate

Guide the children, know their call

With God's tender love and wisdom of all

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

penned in 1988

Chief Seattle's speech (by Mark Sawalha)

stillness pulsing
quietude sounding
I in the embrace of PRESENCE.

I hear the silence
the harmonies, the music
of the sun by day
of the stars and moon by night
I hear the melodies of the firmament in vistas near and far
the rustle of leaves, 'tis the dance of winds
'tis the call of flowing waters
the resounding cresting waves
the thunderous rains echoing from afar
the songbirds heralding the dawn
I hear the silence
the wisdom of the ancients
ALL is sound and ALL is silence
the PRESENCE be known
the rapture be felt
the WORD proclaims its TRUTH.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

...this window...This Window of My Mind

this window of my mind
by what light do I see
by what impressions am I moved
by what perceptions am I led
this window of my mind
by what shadows am I reflected
by what doubts am I haunted
by what fears am I consumed
this window of my mind
by what grace am I blessed
by what wisdom am I guided
by what love am I known
this window of my mind
by what destiny am I called
by what purpose am I defined
by what faith am I strengthened
this window of my mind
be there the love of God
be there the gift of children
be there the bounty of nature
this window of my mind
be there gratitude for this gift of life
be there a tomorrow of grace
be there ever the light of PRESENCE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



Young Peasant Woman with Three Children at the Window, 1840, Oil on canvas,
Neue Pinakothek, Munich, WALDMÜLLER, Fedinand Georg, Austrian, 1793 1865.

Echoes of Many Voices

Within this very moment
And seven scores past
Echoes of many voices
Upon pages in words cast
Hearts aquiver, souls in quest
Thoughts, perceptions, truth
Love, purpose, to hail our behest.

Longings, reflections, grace and gratitude
Within wisdom's heart be they ever mine
Words of thinkers, lovers, the moods of a day
And the touch of the known Divine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


"Words are things, and a small drop of ink
falling like dew upon a thought
produces that which makes
thousands, perhaps millions, think."

Lord Byron, 1788-1824


My son Christopher lovingly gifts to me

"The Finer Things of Life"
A Compilation by H.S.
The Rosemary Booklets
London
Simpkin, Marshall, Hamilton, Kent & Co. Ltd.

A collector's booklet treasure


"The Finer Things of Life," Book Photo, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.

Wings Forayed

Strife and destruction sound a call
Innocence lost, the child to befall
Young spirit's wings hover in despair
In the earth bound void absent of care
Defiant they be in encounter with another
Little have they learned from a benevolent brother
Young spirit's wings torn and tattered
Innocence violated and shattered
Let us in a call of WISDOM anew
Heed well the toll for what we do
Know that this world amend to be
Is when love be known sea to sea
In Peace and Good Will Spirits soar
Wings forayed need be no more.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Before High Heaven, From the album:
"LIMITED EDITION PRINTS" by DANIEL MERRIAM.
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Wisdom Of All

Oh how the mind conceives the thought

With restlessness your heart is wrought

For there is a just and kingly goal

Distant yet touching your crying soul

Be burdened not by task and deed

Lest you be lost to the greater creed

Inspired by self and the knowing within

Shall you pass the haunt, the doom of the din

Listen dear child to thy self sovereign and wise

Heed not to temptation, deception and lies

For it is the tear of joy that you shall weep

When the Promise you vow, you do keep

And when you reach and court the dream

With God's love stand thou supreme

Deception takes not your abiding soul

You have reached a kingly goal

As many may doubt and may berate

You shall prevail for love is thy fate

Guide the children, know their call

With God's tender love and wisdom of all.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Angel and Child, Relief Sculpture, Ellen Mary Rope, 1855-1934.

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For those who may be interested in my work with all learners across the age span, I have provided a link at the close of the posted poem. The second posted link, is to a "Commentary" that you may find of particular interest. Our children deserve all the understanding and support we can provide. Yes, we adults are to be guided as well. As a student of life, each child brought before me is another opportunity to learn, to guide and to be guided. To educate is to bring forward. May a shared vision bring us to the APOGEE of our potential, our understanding and our knowing support of all children.

Thank You for caring,

Rose Marie


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Charity (La Charite)

The quest of life to unfold
Beyond the call of coins gold
Charity ever the heart's treasure
Known be its gift beyond all measure
WISDOM and GOD'S loving command
Devotion with TRUTH'S guiding hand.

Rose Marie Raaccioppi


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La Charite (Charity), Oil on canvas, 1878, William Adolphe Bouguereau, 1825-1905.


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Let Not Truth Be A Silenced Voice

The airways, the media
Messages of oppression,
War, devastation, despair
A plea, pay note, be aware
So calls each message
Take action
Be not delayed
By the lure of distraction
Act now for your freedoms
Are at stake
By the decisions others
Are in power to make
V for Vendetta, The Matrix
So warns
Man need not be forlorn
In faith
With power
Noble light and deed
Let us again take hold
And live
Freedom's creed
The ravages of suppression
Known and heard
So from the heart of Freedom
Came each word
Declarations so marked
To portray
That man free of oppression
Be the chosen way
In Freedom’s light
And with Freedom’s call
Dignity of expression
A right granted all
And if with doubt
And query new
A forum open
For a challenged view
Hold these words
As Freedom’s choice
Let not TRUTH be a silenced voice.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

The marble figures and fountains on either side of the main portico entrance of the
New York City Public Library Main Branch,
by Frederick MacMonnies, were installed in 1921.

On the right (north) is Truth, a man seated on a Sphinx, the form associated with Wisdom.
Above the figure is an inscription from the Apocrypha (1 Esdras, chapter 3):

BUT ABOVE ALL THINGS / TRUTH / BEARETH AWAY / THE VICTORY.

YouTube - Matrix
red pill/blue pill
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uGQF8LAmiaE

A New Path So Shall She Lay

And how a mother shows her care
She sees the loss, the pain but does not despair
With faith and the vision of her child set free
She revels in joy for all that be
Acceptance, gratitude, forgiveness to discern
Life’s lessons not always easily learned
With wisdom and knowing deep within her heart
Doubt, fear and sadness readily depart
A new path so shall she lay
For this and the awakening day.


Rose Marie Raccioppi


Angelica Kauffmann, Cornelia Pointing to her Children as Her Treasures, 1785, Oil on Canvas

Life Times Unfold

Visions, shrouds, lifetimes unfold
Quest ever present, a story told
From torn and tattered threads of time
Woven new a swaddling divine
This silent call I am to heed
Revelation is Wisdom's way and creed
Cradled in TRUTH the muse is heard
Known is sweet slumber and known is God's WORD
Awakened by Spirit, Life's song to be sung
Each moment, each day, each lifetime begun
Memory of shadow, light ever cast
This melody of time now and past.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


The Protection of Baby Zeus, Rhea and Cronus

Wisdom of All

Oh how the mind conceives the thought

With restlessness your heart is wrought

For there is a just and kingly goal

Distant yet touching your crying soul

Be burdened not by task and deed

Lest you be lost to the greater creed

Inspired by self and the knowing within

Shall you pass the haunt, the doom of the din

Listen dear child to thy self sovereign and wise

Heed not to temptation, deception and lies

For it is the tear of joy that you shall weep

When the Promise you vow, you do keep

And when you reach and court the dream

With God's love stand thou supreme

Deception takes not your abiding soul

You have reached a kingly goal

As many may doubt and may berate

You shall prevail for love is thy fate

Guide the children, know their call

With God's tender love and wisdom of all.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

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