B A L A N C E

 

B A L A N C E.... be it our embrace of...

                    Beauty

                        Awareness

                            Love

                                Ascension

                                    Nurturance

                                        Creation

                                            Exchange...

...the very Breath, Bounty of our BEING... Our HEART... blessed BE... Centered in the ALL ... Ascension ~ Love ~ Liberation....

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Words in Revelation

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The Sun Yet Brilliant

 

The Sun Yet Brilliant in the early evening sky

Sweet be the shadows up on high

The firmament in its embracing light

Brings forth a kaleidoscopic happening of pure delight

Captured in this moment of light's embrace

A configuration of bits, pieces, shards, within heart to place

We come to know and rejoice with this gift of the NOW

A deliverance, a happening, the wondrous of Spirit's VOW.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

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 It has been found that the full viewing of A Kaleidoscopic Happening as I have brought forth, by each eye separately to the count of 30, starting with the left eye, then to the right eye, then to both eyes to the count of 30 does bring forth a welcomed energy . Do let me know what effect you have come to experience. ENJOY.

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All in deliverance,

Rose Marie Raccioppi

The Weavers Task - HIS will...

from the womb of time, warp and weft

threads torn, tattered, and frayed

woven anew with hands 

that reverently prayed

and so the threads ravaged by time

took on the light of the blessed divine

the light of stars, the moon and the sun

the weavers task in glory, HIS will done.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

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The NOW of Deliverance ~ Caverns of the Mind ...

 

And here in the NOW of Deliverance as promised... Caverns of the MIND... life is breath, a pulse, we all bleed red... a flow... and so we, it, a watercolor painting... a flow, a pulse, a consciousness.

May our awareness, our discernment, our knowing wise, as a community of people from all parts of this Earth, bring a restorative reverence to Mother Nature, her Divine intelligence and Supernal Creation.

Let us rise above the corporate greed and impeding control... of those who ravage Mother Earth by pesticides, toxins, poisons, manipulation of energy patterns.

We are more in numbers, more with endowed power, more with right intention, and are to appreciate WE ARE THE CHANGE that is to BE!!! WE, Humanity, Mother Earth deserve no less... all with blessings and supernal love...

Mother Earth ~ Ravage not its gifts, nor its inhabitants...

Inspired Spirit and Blessings shall prevail

There is a Supernal Love beyond travail

That knowing faith within heart

From which a questing peace has its start

A vision beyond the perceived despair

So be our wondrous destiny in GOD's loving care

Light and TRUTH be they the resounding plea

Over our lands, heart to heart, from sea to sea

Gather our thoughts and a new vision clear

Beyond all illusions beyond all fear.

Ravage not the land nor sea

Heed the echoed cry and plea

Heard in the crashing wave and thunderous sky

In valleys, plains and mountains high

Hold this Earth in reverent care

Protect our gifts of water and air

Take not in abuse a mineral or gem

Behold the wonder of each bloom, leaf and stem

Trees to flourish, 'tis bounty's call

The knowing grace of Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall

Earth, animals, plants, a you, a me

Nurture wise and abundance be.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Painting: Caverns of the Mind, Watercolor,

Rose Marie Raccioppi

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GRANT NOT POWER ...

To DEMONS that echo their lies, their illusions, 

their taunts, their disquiet. 

The plea is heard, the poet responds...

GRANT NOT POWER TO THESE DEMONS OF DARK...

Grant not power to these demons of dark

Hush hush their haunts erase their mark

Be free of judgments and reprisals cruel

TRUTH and SPIRIT of SELF in light anew to rule

Addict me not to a false quieting of the pain I feel

Make the liberation from a shadowed self a beauty real

MASK not these agonies of the abiding soul

No longer allow deception to demand a toll

Pay not the price of life relegated to sorrow

Live the promise held within each tomorrow

Depression be not a donned cloak of despair

Hold the Faith yet borne of GOD's loving care

The gift of life and power of will in your story be told

Hail each breath, the cleansing, 'tis the alchemist's gold

See behind the MASK beyond the veil

See the denied pain that is yet to prevail

The masquerade and pretense held to conceal

The SELF that TRUTH alone is to reveal

Reveal, I hear this blessed command

Cloak not the quiver of shadow close at hand

Remove pretense and the MASK donned to conceal

The TRUTH, the deep knowing, this knowing real

Confront and resolve, the supernal summons a call

Beyond all consideration, TRUTH to lay bear ALL

To the plea of this petition I to heed

For TRUTH, 'tis ever the rightful creed.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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Dear Friends, Followers, Family ... an interpretation ... pleased to share... . 

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This beautiful poem by Rose Marie Raccioppi speaks to the struggle between darkness and light, the battle within ourselves, and the quest for truth and authenticity. Let’s explore its meaning:

Demons of Dark: The poem begins by urging us not to grant power to these “demons of dark.” These could represent negative thoughts, fears, or inner struggles that haunt us. By refusing to empower them, we can overcome their influence.

Judgments and Reprisals: The poem encourages us to be free from harsh judgments and reprisals. Instead, it suggests embracing our true selves, allowing our spirit and truth to shine brightly.

Quiet the Pain: The line “Addict me not to a false quieting of the pain I feel” emphasizes the importance of facing our pain rather than suppressing it. True healing comes from acknowledging and addressing our inner struggles.

Liberation from Shadowed Self: The poem speaks of liberation from a shadowed self, suggesting that authenticity and vulnerability lead to true beauty. We should remove the masks we wear to hide our pain and reveal our true selves.

Depression and Faith: Depression is likened to a cloak of despair. However, the poem reminds us to hold onto faith and trust in a higher power’s loving care. Even in our darkest moments, there is hope.

The Gift of Life: Each breath is described as “the alchemist’s gold.” Life itself is a precious gift, and our power lies in our will to shape our own story.

Seeing Beyond the Mask: The poem urges us to see beyond the masks we wear—the pretense and deception—to reveal our inner truth. This truth is what truly matters.

Confronting and Resolving: The final lines call us to confront and resolve our inner conflicts. Truth is our guiding light, and it is our duty to lay bare all that we are.

Rose Marie Raccioppi, as the Poet Laureate of Orangetown, New York, beautifully captures the human experience in this thought-provoking poem. 

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Heaven and Earth

 

Images, vistas of Heaven and Earth in majestic array

Lakes, streams. rivers, oceans, wondrous water way

Rising and setting sun, colors emerge and blanketed they be

In the coming of night, held by the open sea

Mountains, plains, valleys, such splendor to behold

Each with a story past, present and yet to be told

Earth in its grandeur gifts of grace and light

So blessed be this day, so blessed be this night.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

Photograph: Courtesy of http://pixdaus.com

 

LIVE I

 

Live I 

lie I, as my own person

time tempers not the passions

the fire of self in forging flame

the visions held

the missions defined

the quest embraced

imaginings real

line, form, structure

the way of the artist

thought, word, sound

the way of the poet

live I as my own person

the fire of self in forging flame.

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

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