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
the whereabouts of being unknown on a traveled road with curves and long straights walking a town, suspicious eyes whispers and turns brother can you spare, where the diner is? a meal like others, garnished with haste to the road outside that knows my name we are friends
a dark blanket, thick, holding infinity above the beyond and beyond, absent of time undisturbed by winds unmoved by seasons selfish quarter year demands or rain touching every hand, silk soft, with the aroma of clouds, as I gaze upward into the black stretched linen at chariots and horses passing over, collecting wishes I surrendered … More STARRY WAITS THE NIGHT
forgiveness looks back from the mirror with half smiles, like the lesser wings of angels it’s the time lost, the unscheduled acts of life, trapped in water, with the allure of youth washed out in scars and wounds wrinkles unstoppable speak a visible war of seasons in constant forward motion … More A MIRRORS VOICE
sadness the uncontrolled wind the draining of a sink silent thoughts positioned from those close campfires without smoke smoldering reigniting the lips water over the eyes a baptism with ashes as the heart asks for one more beat and the feet for another step
to brave the change the unknown on a park bench feeding pigeons, eagles in another life while enjoying the green as leaves scratch in winds way boys throwing stones dogs on leashes with angry eyes walking on paths around ponds as day is completed much like yesterday and tomorrow
Roger Singer 