Coasting on the thought highway searching for someplace else the chance to belong to soften the stubbornness of a granite heart it’s a wintry night in summer while considering weak memories under cloudy skies a full darkness holds the safety net where dreams are stolen from shadows as we try to breathe life … More FINDING A WAY
Water filled words the start of growing dripping thoughts shadows looking for a shape to become a sound it’s the last part of the best the chance to explain and the reasons lost from silence the half note becoming complete the message received the gold of knowing the walk not alone the story … More OVERFLOWING
The line thrown onto still waters half a chance to win every place has a name a marking to be found water circles the ankles a baptismal washing into beauty the opening of the eyes we eventually discover the end of the road back where we started the first breath relived … More ASHES AND AIR
It’s the end of where I’ve been and the beginning of where I need to go. It’s a long road I’ve shortened. While standing under the shade of where I want to be, I hold time and watch its hands; it stops for no one. Every memory has its own weight. Darkness has the … More TRY AGAIN
Street, flat out. Oversize shirts, yellow and striped. Coats without arms. A song in a walk; shoes envy the beat. Broad strokes of colored hair. A beard, a flash of checkered pants. Sandals and combat boots. A skateboard has lost its rider. Subways rattle. Steam pipes hiss. Rain coats under blue skies. Hats without rain … More SIXTH AVENUE
Frail sparrows wait without flight at the take-out counter. The aroma reduces the chill of hunger; accepting gladly the warm prize they turn with hope, stepping out into the cold. Fast thoughts whisk across tables and counters. Words mixed with coffee and cigarettes fuel pointing fingers as the world is explored over hamburgers and … More OPEN SHADOWS
Her guitar was the voice comfortable. On her forearm a tattoo faded into shadows. Wishing and dreams wash through her fingers. Gold rings tap a checkered table cloth. The band playing behind her feeds the air into the song. Stage lights steam away past loves and promises. Her chances of breaking out push against the … More LOCKED TO GO
Puddles drip out and dry into a better day. Dragon flies circle with a thousand Searching eyes into a curving blue sky. Swift currents of morning words stream Past, holding the shadows of another day. Pointing fingers, the spiders of pain and arrows loosed, fall hard on the faces of war. … More ANOTHER CHANCE
Roger Singer 