This Night Crimson

The light brilliant above the trees
The air is gently cool and still
Each branch, each leaf before me motionless
The light of this day quickens to its rest
Laced in brilliant strokes of crimson
This day bids its close
The sound of crickets in blissful serenade
Feel I the caress of the coming of night
Skyward I am bound
In the embrace of Presence
In this night crimson.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


This Night Crimson, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.

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The Black Stone Path

A planning meeting at the Union Arts Center, Sparkill, New York... 

an interlude...  the poet's pen finds expression...

The Black Stone Path

leaves brilliant and shadowed in the afternoon sun

cast they their grace in glory upon the black stone path

 warming light and gentle breeze of a late summer day

humming sounds of cars, buses, trucks, as they pass on their way

the STOP sign and so the called for pause, a moment's rest

time, season, plan, doing, doing, doing its best.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Photo: Such be that moment, Kim Engler, Union Arts Center, September 4, 2013.
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