when alone the only voice returning is an echo, the strangeness of a familiar chord to argue with, show sympathy to or scold each pause, no matter how uncomfortable, promotes an opening for rebuttal, the opportunity to gain favor between reality and shadows
resurrecting self, folktales, adventures, surviving a space invaded with good works and deeds overlooked, the misdirection of obvious road signs while inspecting the caged animal within as chains loosen, constant pressure, the escape is inevitable, beyond the guardian, to be accepted or misunderstood
its where being broken coaxes the spirit to dance to psalms spoken soft while gazing up urging a cloud to spell your name, or form a puffed dog, instead it rains, light drops harmless dribbles, one shape beyond mist with a flat soaking on coats and hats, dripping off to the ground, soaking in, watering … More BROKEN UNDER RAIN
youth took the half of me photos that never grow old sandy foot prints left behind strangers under full moons dusk and lost clouds dawn with a new start a dream dismantled a prayer answered recovering from loss falling into strength the ordinary path the measure of a chance … More SOUL PRINT
subtracting the parts of day, the unfinished, early shadows, voices within, unanswered dreams, questions and morning coffee it’s a swim against the elephant no one talks about, hearts holding grief and half promises while speaking to the waiting arms of a soul who knows darkness comes first, and then the safety of night … More LATER THERE IS NIGHT
to the river currents of madness, a serpent tempting wisdom before time the greatest of powers always running beyond and away a deep voice of fear and warning the under-surface twists and turns its own song as it keeps the sides forever apart
unashamed smoky alleys, rock walls overlook back porch squatters pigeons wary of a changing breeze and strangers without wings garble a frightened message taking flight barred windows, forgotten garbage, and bells ringing, signal the top of the hour; for some the end, others, late for dinner
a life in parenthesis brittle remembrances of unlimited space, beyond the moon considering which dreams to hold which mountains to avoid and roads to release there were winds in full flight, an opus with voices, thin like the pages of a book dripping letters, forming words a balance between a breath … More OVERLOOKED TRAVELER
deep river an undisturbed surface an inner turbulence a train without stop the collision of waters the movement of stones and debris, sheltered until exiled to a new under surface depths without light silt from unnamed layers a force casually breaking everything and all things in the path, not in anger just the … More CASUALLY MOVING
smoldering residue the invisible below, the surface challenged, a psalm in sunlight, a road leading home, ghosts with wisdom, scholars misunderstood, a passage of hope, a hand full of help, a shoulder worth bearing, a compass forward, a door and another door, the message received, the quiet within creates order
Roger Singer 