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
The clock of many faces. Wrinkles stretched from time. Destiny swims in the eyes and legacies sweat from hard work. The silence of seconds push the hands into the next hour; no song can comfort the waste of circles within circles. Dawn and dusk feed on one another. Children are the second chance to find … More THIS WAY
A day framed. A window wide with hope. Dawn drains in silence. One voice releases, waiting for return. A vacuum of Thoughts rise, surfacing with a schedule; place, time, one door then another. Emotions become firm and braced. The more the listening, knowledge enters with a higher plane. The land is sweet. Each step a … More NOW AND AGAIN
A muted curtain competed with the between of night and dawn. Gray shadows were swept from the space of dark as the fading insolence fought against the change, pressing time for one more second; though none existed. Hilltops and oceans welcome the hours of light before their overwhelming greatness appears as ominous gray ghosts … More NIGHT INTO DAWN
The flavor of evening circled the island, holding ancient rocks within faint gray mists, as ominous shadows pressed silently onto waters smooth face. A timid quiet descended, pushing out the undersurface of day in retreat. The occasional random sounds from creatures moving about, makes little impact to the surroundings as night becomes … More THE ISLAND
Roger Singer 