white – Page 5 – William Ricci

Poem – Shelter

Tall guardians of sticks and leaves. The winter sky weighs heavy on the canopy. Rain appears from nowhere...

Early morning sunrise, a preview of winter.

The last orange highlights sink into the horizon. Thin grey clouds float across light blue sky. Red-winged blackbirds...

Many late nights have been spent this past month with the Spring issue of Stone Path Review, as...

A few zen moments as I took the snowshoes through the woods and to the hill top overlooking...

Morning purple sky becomes a thick icy fog consuming the landscape until the only path, the only way...

For now I am the winter beneath the mask revealed beneath the cold water of the sea. Eyes...

The white wolf Shadows the treeline Morphing into recent snowfall. Within the empty fields It disappears into nothing...

I see a stone path through the graying clouds this near November day. I remember the day smothered...