There was a lifting of dreams, a rising of hope an overreach of memories. he was a velvet hitchhiker searching for relief. secret angels touch the soul of his shoulder guiding him away from creative misfortune he stands to the right of his shadow. as he witnesses the good within uncertain eyes. … More ONE STEP PAST
A low rumbling a quiet menace brooding on the horizon a language of sounds ominous clouds above the reach of man evil markings retire day’s shadows relinquishing serene space to a greater force heavy weather reflects in eyes gazing upward rain presses onto the souls of mortals.
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
Roger Singer 