THOTH ~ HATHOR

THOTH ~ HATHOR

Ah, YES, I ASK... can I understand this soaring exuberance

Can I know this meaning of connection to a distant past

Can I embrace this moment as all time present

Can I BE this expression of ancient days long gone

Can I be a present day personification of an Egyptian Deity

An inner sounding echoes THOTH

An inner questing honors HATHOR 

Expressions I make known of word

Strokes I make known as color and form

Healing I make known as vibration

Love I make known as BEING

Ah, YES, I ASK... can I understand this soaring exuberance

Can I know this meaning of connection to a distant past.

...and if this be FATE...
  what Freedom am I to unfold  
         what Aspiration from time untold 
   what Treasure of self to reveal 
                  what Eternal calling beyond conceal... 

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

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APOGEE Acu-Tone™ ~ Vibrational Sound Therapy: Could a 7 year old have known...

http://www.apogeeacutone.blogspot.com/2013/02/could-7-year-old-have-known.html

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Blue... a chair...

Blue... a chair...

Colors in splendor for all to see
The setting sun casts its light upon me
In solitude here upon mighty rocks divine
I, Blue, embraced by this moment sublime
Wondrous be this glory of sun's parting way
Here I, in the Presence of this hour, this day.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

...such beauty captured by Alison Perry... Blue, a chair... and so a poetic response...

A Sunday in Tribute ~ And How A Mother Shows Her Care

As Mothers, often we are beset with challenges and need to make decisions that are not always easily discernible. Our sons and daughters may present a need for us to expand our perceptions and be more inclusive of what we may not have considered in days past. And so these heartfelt words shared...

A Sunday in Tribute ~ And How A Mother Shows Her Care

And how a mother shows her care
She sees the loss, the pain but does not despair
With faith and the vision of her child set free
She revels in joy for all that be
Acceptance, gratitude, forgiveness to discern
Life’s lessons not always easily learned
With wisdom and knowing deep within her heart
Doubt, fear and sadness readily depart
A new path so shall she lay

For this and the awakening day.

Happy Mother's Day to All


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Cornelia Pointing to her Children as Her Treasures, Angelica Kauffmann, Oil on Canvas, 1785.

To You Her Hand Dear Gina ~ A Mother's Day Blessing

A Mother's Day Blessing

To You Her Hand

A gift this day from Creation received
From love and longing be it conceived
A Mother held within God's loving grace
And onto you a rainbow within heart to place
She in colors of splendor and love
To you her hand from the heaven's above.

Rose Marie

Photo: A Rainbow for Gina, ©Gina Conte, 2013.

...and so the rains yet come... Libation's Grace

...and so the rains yet come...

Libation's Grace 

night rains and so flowing waters be
upon gardens, fields and to the sea
earth and roots to the dawning light behold
heaven's sweet libation be this day's story told.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York 


Libation's Grace, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.

Ascension

Ascension

demanding be the many tasks at hand
a perception, a plan, action in command

intention and focus be the call of the day
the gift of time and a knowing provide the way
how sweet when vision is newly held clear
when the din of despair is silenced and gone the fear
how comforting is this moment's embrace
when within heart, love the soul does place
how knowing is an ascension's call
when resounding with the grace of ALL
and as I cast my sight to the lambent sky
feel I the beauty of the moving firmament on high
the lithe bamboo touched by the gentle winds that blow
breath, faith, 'tis all that I need now know
the day by Nature's plan does unfold
and I to be led by THE WORD ever told.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Ascension, Watercolor, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com/

Threads Of Time...

Threads of Time...

we gave a cry and all rejoiced for this our birth complete
we are our first steps greeted with open arms
our first word that brought an admiring smile...

trace the years and their memories await anew
a montage, a kaleidoscope, of one's life view
sounds, impressions, of place time and moments sweet
where our dreams and our days come to meet
praise, punishment, joy and pain come to define
a life known as rightly yours, a life lived as mine
and what brings reason to pause this very day
but the wondrous Creation given by Life along its way
a sculpture unveiled and all in AWE and PRAISE
for what each has brought to their ennobled days
and then a painting, a poem, an endearing embrace
upon a time line of memories now they to place
decades of moons have brought mystery and delight
magical be this waxing and waning of Creation's light
and so this heart, this soul, in time's grasp and claim
be held in the spirit and glory of our Creator's name
be it of yesterdays or days yet, and dreams enfold
each new gaze, a breath, a sigh, be this our story told
with threads of time Life's cloak we weave
let it BE the warp and weft of Divinity conceived.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Albrecht Dürer, German,  21 May 1471 – 6 April 1528, Self-portrait silverpoint drawing by the thirteen-year-old Dürer, 1484, Albertina, Vienna.

"Albrecht Dürer (German: [ˈalbʁɛçt ˈdyːʁɐ]; 21 May 1471 – 6 April 1528) was a German painter,  engraver,  printmaker, mathematician, and theorist from Nuremberg. His high-quality woodcuts,  nowadays often called Meisterstiche or "master prints, " established his reputation and influence across Europe when he was still in his twenties,  and he has been conventionally regarded as the greatest artist of the Northern Renaissance ever since. " http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Albrecht_Dürer