William Ricci

Tag: memories

  • Poem – The Old Barn 2

    This is the second of three parts to the “Old Barn” poems. The Oklahoma Barn 1 In the summer of 1974, I spent 3-months with grandma and grandpa Batcher at the farm on the plains of eastern Oklahoma, surrounded by fireweed and roses. 2 I remember our second summer together, and the first road trip…

  • Poem – The Old Barn

    An old abandoned barn lies on the east side of town, at the end of Baker’s road, where the tar abruptly changes to gravel, dusty this time of year as rain has been scarce and the crops are wilting coming up the driveway, a neglected John Deere greets you with rust and smeared green paint,…

  • Poem – Childhood Memories

    Since it finally snowed in Minnesota, I have pulled the following poem from the archives.  It was written 24-years ago and had a lot of dust on its words. Winters Pleasures: Childhood Memories (1988) Winter arrives like a lamb, laying down its marks with a white blanket of cotton. The trees look like skeletons with…

  • Turning 38

    I recently turned 38 and life, of course, deviated from the one set in stone paths, the direction at that time I knew was it, I knew was my only way. I am not complaining or disrespecting the station I find myself within. Despite vowing to never remarry, I subconsciously and consciously find myself living…