Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Is it a BARD I BE...


Be I a BARD of modern day calling... to convey the glory of Being ~ to live the majesty of Aspiration ~ to know the wondrous in Revelation ~ in all moments present Divine...
In Gratitude

I, Rose Marie Raccioppi, am the first ever to be designated as Poet Laureate for the Town of Orangetown, New York. The designation came from the many presentations I have given over the years as an activist, using originally written poems, by way of introduction or closing, as pleas for attention or support of children's special needs and the environment. Other poems were written and presented in honor of those whose lives were lost serving in the military.

Poems I wrote in response to 9/11 were also presented at both public and private memorial services. These were exhibited at Orangetown Town Hall and at the Legislative Chambers of Rockland County. The poem, "Where Does The Pain Go," in response to 9/11, was made into a musical and dance performance. A reproduction of the original painting upon which the poem was superimposed was presented as a fund raiser. http://www.apogeepoet.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-does-pain-go.html APOGEE Poet: "Where Does The Pain Go - 9/11 ." Another one of my poems, "The Aftermath," engraved in glass superimposed upon my painting, is on permanent display as part of "The Wall of Heroes," at the Rockland County Legislative Chambers, New York.

Since my first community presentation in 1975, as an activist for children with learning disabilities, poetry has been my shared voice of soul. When diagnosed with cancer in 1983, writing poetry became the deepest source of solace and healing. This the journey to, "The Wind and the Willow," published in 2008.

A poetry blog was initiated in January of 2009 and has to date, a posting of 1298 of my original poems, http://www.thepoetspen.com/

It is with a deep respect and reverence for the art of poetry that I am so honored.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Sunday, April 28, 2013

WORDS... Shakespeare Be My Brother...


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 

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

Image: Google.

Saturday, April 27, 2013

behold the artist...WORD and LIGHT



WORD and LIGHT


the body, the arm, the hand, the finger
ever present be motion in expression
gestures that reach, grasp in quest
TRUTH be sought in intention and grace
WORD and LIGHT within heart's sacred place.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Figure Study of Two Apostles, RAFFAELLO Sanzio, 1518-20, Red chalk over stylus, Devonshire Collection, Chatsworth, (b. 1483, Urbino, d. 1520, Roma).


"Raffaello Sanzio da Urbino[2] (April 6 or March 28, 1483 – April 6, 1520), better known simply as Raphael, was an Italian painter and architect of the High Renaissance. His work is admired for its clarity of form and ease of composition and for its visual achievement of the Neoplatonic ideal of human grandeur. Together with Michelangelo and Leonardo da Vinci, he forms the traditional trinity of great masters of that period."  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Raphael

Friday, April 26, 2013

Leonardo da Vinci





"Obstacles cannot crush me. Every obstacle yields to stern resolve. 
He who is fixed to a star does not change his mind."
 Leonardo da Vinci, Notebooks (c. 1500).


Leonardo da Vinci

Seized by passion and a knowing goal
Soaring be this calling, this calling of soul
Within there be a questing command
And so summoned is the artist's hand.

Palette and paint he to hold
Lines, shadows, delicate, purposeful and bold
Portrays he grace and a beauty sublime
And gifted we be by such artistry divine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


La Scapigliata, Leonardo da Vinci, 1508, Oil on canvas, Galleria Nazionale, Parma.



...listen along with me...Verdant Whispers


...listen along with me...

Verdant Whispers

listen to the wind's calling
feel the quiver of spring grass new
verdant whispers upon branch and bough
this season of grace fulfills its vow
colors in brilliant array divine
blooms of delicate beauty sublime
carried be these callings within my heart
from the splendors of Spring I shan't depart
listen to the wind's calling
feel the quiver of spring grass new
verdant whispers upon branch and bough
this season of grace fulfills its vow.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Verdant Whispers, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

..the look...the feel... Upon The Canvas Before Me


Upon The Canvas Before Me

sumptuous is the feel of champagne silk
folds of alluring opulence touch my skin
shadows fashion seductive hues
succumb I to its beguiling folds
within its light and tone I surrender
strokes of color hold to the touch known
this upon the canvas before me.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Champagne Silk, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013

...so chimes the clock... The Midnight Hour


Midnight Hour

deep be the blue of a silken sapphire cloak
drift I into raven enfolds of this midnight hour
the waxing moon casts its brilliant light
slumber sweet slumber greets the night.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Midnight Cloak, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013. http://www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com