To the winds they dance...

Imagine the delight

 if we were to be in spontaneous expression 

of the words of heart felt lovingly 

moment to moment

we would be as the flowers

To the winds they dance 

to the light they praise

to the sun they bloom

holding to the glory and beauty 

of the ever present NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

The Cinematic Orchestra - Arrival of the Birds

...and so too, I shall soar...

As I listened soulful tears came forth ... 
the depths of BEING so tenderly touched.

the pulsing heart in the grace of BEING 

the soaring soul known in the sounding of beauty 
hear I the whispers of the wind
chimes with secrets of light
waters in cresting waves of grace
within this heart all to place

such be the passions in spirit's flight 

such be the passions in spirit's flight.

  

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate 

Orangetown, New York

...the receiving...the giving...

...the receiving...the giving...

this gift of time measured in each pulsing

this gift of breath in the receiving, the giving 

this gift of alchemy in the golden moment NOW

revel I in the presence of confidence

savor I in the blessed command of SELF

honor I in the passions of BEING

in the passions of BEING 

in the golden moment NOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

As the Sun sets this Sunday... Of BEING...

Of BEING

     Sparks of soul have lit aflame

          Fires of passions unbridled

               Visions of light and enchanted being

                    Sounds of savor sing spirit’s call

                        This moment eternal breath abides

                            The quest in the clutches of grace

                                The knowing in the domain of beauty

                                    The blessings in words of divinity

                                        The freedom as destiny in fulfillment

                                             The feel of BEING 

                                                  Of BEING

                                                       Of BEING

                                                             Of BEING.

                                           

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

S I M P L Y ...

Simply...

This day in May, at this hour in Tappan, New York...

All holding to the light

Sweet sounding melody of rustling leaves

Dogwood blooms carried by the gentle winds

Lambent sky and a caressing warmth

Song birds alight in lilting song

Such be this NOW of grace

All holding to the light.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

#light #Tappan #NewYork #NOW #winds #caressing

Marks to Proclaim

THOTH

And what is this need
To make our mark
To leave our word
Symbols of the soul
Lines and forms
Upon surfaces vast
Of heart and hand
Be this the call 
Marks to proclaim
Proclaim
The Presence.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

M I R A C L E ...