The Primordial of Time

the wind in its whispers

the oceans in its sounding waves

the rivers in its flowing call

the waterfalls in its cascading 

the sounding of the universes afar

planets, galaxies, near and distant stars

harmonies of nature's glory and grace 

the primordial sounding within hearts place 

be we the harmonies of light and sound

within the marvel, the marvel of ALL be found

pulsing, motion, pause, a stillness divine

the sounding, the light, the primordial of time.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Written in reverent reflection...

the ambient music, the song bird song, 

the harp song of the wind, 

the pulse, the breath, the cadence, the harmony, 

the PRESENCE.  

Image credit: NASA/ESA/ESO/Wolfram Freudling et al. (STECF) 

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Frivolity Divine

 

Flowering Dogwood in splendor of white

Glistening edges, cast they the light

Branch and bough in splendor be

Such be the favor of the Dogwood tree

Feel I its joy, its frivolity divine

Such be the gift of Spring and time

Gentle be the feel of such petals of grace

Their whispers heard within souls place

In the morning Sun heed I this benediction of love

Bloom, beauty, the enfolds of the firmament above.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Dogwood, Spring, 2022, CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi.

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... this day of THOR

 

How sweet be the awakening

to the song of song birds 

on branches with budding leaves anew 

the brilliant blooms of the dogwood tree 

outside my window

a lambent sky 

dressed with the light of the morning sun 

this day of THOR

and angels of grace 

as too, by Jupiter, I rejoice.

governed by the planet Jupiter

a call to philosophic endeavors 

holding to blessings 

balancing, exploration  

freedom from constraint

And there it is ... Thursday, and I, in a Jupiter mood.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Photo: http://www.sci-news.com/.../jupiter-oldest-planet-04944.html

letter by letter, word by word...

it is to be known

the kindness of heart

the nurturance of nature 

the omnipresence divine

the wondrous of creation

the NOW in its offerings... 

it is to prevail

the passions that call

the revelations that beckon

the exchange eternal

the valor that triumphs 

the aspiration that soars

the I AM that is

the love that reigns. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Words in Revelation

APOGEE Poet

"The Finer Things of Life," ... gifted onto me ...

 

A gift, timeless in its commune... WORDS that echo the soul, pulse the heart, WORDS that call to the Wondrous, the Omnipresence, the Revelations, the Divinity, the Spirited. And so this day a gratitude expressed anew for, "The Finer Things of Life," gifted onto me by my son, Christopher Angelo. Pages that unfold, that beckon the SELF to be known.

Rose Marie RaccioppiONE LOVE ✿ ONE HEART ❤ ONE VISION ॐ

May 4, 2010  · 

A gift of a son...

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

APOGEE Poet

"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 ~ publication dates back to 1890.

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

Blooms of the Dogwood Tree

 

joyful tidings greet the rising sun

the song bird song in glory sung

sweet be the delicate white blooms of the dogwood tree

life in pulsing splendor this day gifted onto me

grass touched by the morning dew glistens in the light

the scamper of squirrels, 'tis Spring's delight

the NOW in PRESENCE divine

this breath of life, 'tis yours, 'tis mine

and what may our destiny in God's light be

the giving, the receiving, the bloom, the living alchemy.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Blooms of the Dogwood Tree, Photo: CAR, Collectible Clicks, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2022.

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In response to this offering a dear friend, 

Ilene Cestaro Langley, 

sent onto to me 

her most favored legend.

Enjoy

https://bowerandbranch.com/blogs/trees/the-legend-of-the-dogwood?

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T R U T H

All shall know beauty

when the light of truth calls to 

BE ~ Birth Eternal

Rose Marie Raccioppi

The first cry of a child

Its tender grasp and soft touch

Its reaching for life's embrace

TRUTH the calling of the soul

Its longing for the Oneness of Being

Its ever present quest of the Divine

TRUTH the will of Creation

Its expression in the soul of humanity

Its line, form, structure of the sublime

TRUTH the revelation of beauty

Its ever present call be it known

By the hand with God's Grace shown.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York 

In dedication to the loving grace of my Son, Christopher Angelo.

La Verita, TRUTH, White Marble 1646-52, 

Galleria Borghese, Rome,

Gianlorenzo Bernini, 1598-1680.

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