BeingPoetry The Medicine Man The medicine man imparted these words before transforming into a raven and vanishing from this space: Stop thinking.... williamricciMay 27, 2012May 27, 2012
Poetry Poem – Fracture 1 Light dark vapor vacuum. Glass shatter rain cold newspaper ink bleeds. Rectangles circles oblong light sea wind coastline.... williamricciMay 21, 2012
Poetry Poem – Bullets in my Sky My sky I built Hands bound Tight noose Vibrant blue Stretching forever My sky I built My life... williamricciMay 20, 2012
Poetry Poem – Fracture 0 Macroscopic black point nothing vibrating matter super symmetry the beginning. williamricciMay 20, 2012May 21, 2012
Poetry Poem – A Child Waits In honor of Mother’s Day and including pops, a poem. A child five years old waits patiently, the... williamricciMay 13, 2012May 13, 2012
Poetry Poem – The Bridge This piece is about the Washington Ave bridge in Minneapolis, MN. This is the same one where John... williamricciMay 12, 2012May 18, 2012
BeingPoetry The Meeting (1) I followed the man in a red robe with deep purple beads and dreadlocks through the town... williamricciApr 30, 2012Apr 30, 2012
BeingPoetry Fragment 1 I am awake and waiting to awake. This nature of being being within nature. Fog swallows the landscape... williamricciApr 29, 2012May 18, 2012
BeingNaturePoetry Stone Garden Intently walking the empty shoreline with faint reminders of empty fields each stone or grain of sand unique... williamricciApr 8, 2012Apr 8, 2012
BeingPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Death This valley is filled with death. Take a step back… how did I get here? A few lifetimes... williamricciApr 7, 2012Jan 12, 2014
BeingNaturePoetry Belief Constant waves forming at a great distance make their journey to all of the shorelines never tiring, never... williamricciApr 4, 2012
Poetry Our Land First Downtown, we run free under the streetlamps at each corner and intersection highlighting the one-way, the no u-turn,... williamricciMar 27, 2012May 18, 2012
Poetry A Poem of Discontent Disillusioned is the title we take my generation fighting back against the call and allure of profits at... williamricciMar 27, 2012May 18, 2012
BeingNaturePoetry Solitude A place exists tucked into tall pine trees reaching toward the empty sky filled with Nothing. Yielding the... williamricciMar 17, 2012Mar 17, 2012