simplicity – William Ricci

Poem – Where Chaos is Held at Bay

Moments the chaos is held at bay when the pine filled sky sways and the ravens visit and...

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...

Winter rain slowly melts the little snow recently fallen. Sidewalks and streets are wet the trails are becoming...

Beautiful, each word has a purpose, the perfect poem.

Let the images hold your attention, and allow a break form the chaos.