William Ricci

Tag: mountains

  • Poem – Here Before

    I have been this way before, down this same path, and most likely not for the last time. I have been here before looking for a road, a way through the ever-increasing obstacles with a distant light ebbing and flowing surrounded in the absolute silence where I only hear my breath and the rising panic…

  • Poem – Wild

    I now walk into the wild away from you and closer to the true being within, away from the falsehoods, and toward the truth. I now walk into the wild free of labels and expectations free of some grand design. I will remember you not for any moment or the almost kiss we shared but…

  • Current Reading List

    I read a lot of outdoor books, most notably by Jon Krakauer and Ed Viesturs.  Expeditions to the mountains, the success and the failures, have always fascinated me and kept certain dreams alive, and provided material for writing.  What I find lacking to a degree, is the more personal inner struggle, and the spiritual awakening…

  • Poem – Place

    I was not meant to be in this place, at this time. Distant fields of clover and Indian grass fold into itself as mountains rise from the virgin earth and we are witness to the changing landscape, to the dawn of a new era. The relative nature of space and time the fluctuations bring me…

  • Poem – Winter into Spring

    As winter becomes spring and ponds become home to wildlife and the ground reaches for the sky, thoughts turn to distant lands north of the arctic circle surrounded by mountains and tundra home to herds of caribou and the midnight sun above snow-capped peaks.

  • snow blow.

    snow blow.

  • Thoughts on the Empty Field

    I have written a bit about the concept of an empty field and what this means spiritually, mentally, and physically to myself as a wandering soul, a student of this life struggling to relate and come to terms with previous lives.  The empty field is the essence of the mind and energy transferred to a…

  • Poem – Absentia #3

    I followed the train tracks westward – the land flattened before heading deep into the mountains – I see them from the boxcar. I jumped into this one outside of Carson City just before midnight – running from behind an abandoned shack, the slow roll of the train.

  • Ed Viesturs: A Perspective on Mt. Everest

    A brief video of Ed Viesturs talking about the Khumba Icefall and the recent tragedy on Mt. Everest.

  • Poem – Into the Mountains

    Downtown Denver. Light seeps through spaces between tall buildings. Life on the streets waken – traffic, voices, birds. I look in the mirror swept away of dust as the wind blows through the open window. Grey has overtaken this face the past year filled with experiences and changes in the path I had chosen. The…