colors – William Ricci

Poem – Merging Scenes

Evening clouds cross the open fields, consuming empty space and trees. We watch their fluid movements and changing...

What more can I ask for, what more can I expect, than the colors of autumn calming the...

These simple moments of nature’s gentle cycle coupled with the raw energy exhibited here and beyond humble this...

Sometimes when I see the midnight moon over the superior waters I imagine, if I reach for enough...

We hike for hours, having left the flat fields, the trail twists and turns toward a peak overlooking...

The day started early just before the sunrise with enough time for coffee to get us warm before...

I imagine one of his photos would look like this:

The godless faces of clouds move storms forward with voiceless commands. Building from the horizon they float in...

Early winter walk around the lake hidden within the city. Further in and background noise fades to nothing....