we fear the stranger fallen from grace shaken, unsure hair snarled like side yard vines a reminder of someone chasing you in dreams the eyes, hoping for a sympathy gaze for coins a cold meal, from a warm heart he knows he is out of place, searching for someplace else
the window foretold outside weather changing winds brushed summer from blue skies fragrances reclined as flowers unfolded, releasing their seeds fulfilling the promise to return like dreams even for the broken hearted
what is gentle to us when the curse of mourning lays desperate on our eyes collapsing granite souls as flowers bend and skies appear to fall onto shoulders as night holds sad the hostage, a weakened heart on its knees with questions rising from passive lips
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
we are water within a great river singular not yet seen we move in flocks and herds down roads climbing stairs to doors unfamiliar within a few there is a calling a message scrawled on the heart of a gift yet used we are a great rush of sound over … More RUNNING THE RACE
The books she loved and left behind for me were the beats of her heart scattered randomly between pages were small notes she wrote of love and hate a first kiss lost loves death and pain youth spent choices fire and sand trust tears traveling alone pictures postcards received a diner dreams aging gracefully … More BETWEEN THE PAGES
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
The words spoken were like threads thinning at the elbow, deep thoughts from a cold heart with warm hands a story of the distant from here about adding to the next step after the last one taken speaking darkly about alleys cutting between buildings of memories and voices at the clothesline or the … More SOFTLY WE GO
Its on the edge of the desert an open door welcomes the thirsty and the curious ashtrays full of last nights words and crushed hearts where leather jackets and quarters keep the juke box breathing passing freight trains push a melody to someplace where truckers kill time until the coffee turns … More ONE STAR DINER
That’s my star seasons change alignment but its always there night clouds hide its face thunderstorms try to wash it away but its still there clear nights smile me wide within horizons depth standing in the usual place, its always there security in my eyes faith in my heart, I look … More ALWAYS
Roger Singer 