BeingEmpty FieldNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – This Way Before I have been down this path before that empty silent road leading nowhere and everywhere, the cold wind,... williamricciDec 23, 2015
NaturePoetry Poem – Change The winter sky holds distant promise beyond the muted sun above the bare trees. As the days recover... williamricciDec 22, 2015
BeingNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Into the Sun I awoke that missing day disconnected and lost from what I thought I was and who I wanted... williamricciAug 8, 2015
BeingNaturePoetryUpdate Poem – Shelter Tall guardians of sticks and leaves. The winter sky weighs heavy on the canopy. Rain appears from nowhere... williamricciDec 13, 2014
BeingNaturePoetry Poem – Beyond the Clouds There is Hope After the smoke clears and unnatural sounds dissipate the valley, mountains, and river return. The mountain shadow continues... williamricciNov 17, 2014
ArtsBeingDharmaEmpty FieldPoetrySchools of ThoughtUpdateZen - Buddhism Poem – When Darkness Becomes All That We Know Grey infused frozen water consumes the last light before the fields darken. Distant planets follow me from dawn... williamricciNov 15, 2014Nov 16, 2014
ArtsBeingNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – The Depth of November November is the transition of fall to winter. November gives up the red, orange, yellow, and gold for... williamricciNov 8, 2014
NaturePhotography Winter is Coming Early morning sunrise, a preview of winter. williamricciOct 5, 2014
ArtsBeingEmpty FieldPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – Excerpt #2 from Sand Shadows The following are excerpts from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Excerpt #2 Grey sky... williamricciJun 26, 2014Aug 4, 2014
ArtsBeingPhotographyPoetryZen - Buddhism Poem – From Sand Shadows The following is from a new piece I am writing called “Sand Shadows”. Sitting at the stone table... williamricciJun 15, 2014
BeingNaturePoetry Poem – Color and Sound The last orange highlights sink into the horizon. Thin grey clouds float across light blue sky. Red-winged blackbirds... williamricciJun 12, 2014
ArtsBeingNaturePhotographyPoetry Poem – Morning purple sky Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way... williamricciDec 28, 2013
BeingMountainsNaturePlacesUpdate Finding Home Is home truly where the heart is, or where the heart feels at home? The sun rises behind... williamricciAug 31, 2013Aug 31, 2013
BeingPoetry Poem – Winter’s Last Stand Listening to Hildur Gudnadottir as winter makes a last stand and we retreat indoors to watch this spectacle... williamricciFeb 13, 2013Feb 13, 2013
BeingPoetry Rain The sky opened. Beneath brimmed hat I smiled. If I cannot have snow, bring me rain, Washing away... williamricciMar 7, 2012Mar 8, 2012