We are names and places, forged within the stages of history. Sadness and blessings merge spirit and soul to begin again, to fight on or forgive. George Bennard, felt the roughened timbers of the, “Old Rugged Cross.” Carl Boberg, lifted the hands of millions with, “How Great Thou Art.” Sabine Gould, marched … More NAMES OF GOLD
I have a legend with the road. A connection with dust from parking lots and narrow alleys. I know something about flat tires and vacant store fronts where change and loss hold onto empty. Faraway places never consider these places. A suffering evening sky labors at placing stars into night. Mountain shadows, appearing like sleeping … More ANOTHER PLACE
A glance of hope. The message between pen and paper, yet to begin. Words are stored like wine until released with flavor; held in private until it breathes out a message. Indifference is the creature of thought, the expression of the unexpected. The surprise. The unimpeded flow, void of subjective influence as it flourishes like … More OLIVE BRANCH
The sun clipped over the tops of quick moving clouds, creating a running shadow over me as it sped ahead searching for a finish line. I ran with the hope to catch it, when another caught me from behind. It’s a day without rain. Geese are heading north. Blossoms expand. I stand in a soup … More JUST AHEAD
It was a grand road leading to the great house. Ancient trees lined the way. Their size were remarkable. Wide thick branches traversed to the other side, collaborating in a mixed entanglement of deciduous matter. The road became diluted under the strength of the boughs and surrounding fragrances. Deeper into the passage the car emerged … More BEYOND SHADOWS
Roger Singer 