Thru all the corners past clothes lines pointing east and west a pocket full of matchbooks badges from towns passed through, never stayed long traveled in open boxcars with men wearing hats cowboy boots faded jeans standing like kings overlooking the land passed over 10,000 streets not one name remembered
She possessed a doubtful overture of laughter like an inner shadow shielding pain when speaking with passion she covered her heart as if preventing it from being captured by worldly pursuers she rarely spoke of holy things, only then, a half smile when bored she gazed about slipping away with a faint … More MOSAIC
There stretched out, the ocean perfect in all shapes protected ancient in wisdom its waters sound welcome to all though it knows not the broken heart life without love shadows of death yet maintains its authority to always be there
The soul of singing is a glorious sunshine like a sea of golden wheat tops ready for harvest as morning unfurls a heavenly glow emerald softened leaves twist at the request of passing breezes ground shadows from the hands of clouds cool the skin while a piece of sunshine crosses over a back … More A GOOD START
We are marked by our shoreline the footsteps left behind the ones dreamed of the seasons that began and others forgotten by choice tides washed us gently circling the waves never stopped synchronous beats smooth some troubled all beneath a humble moon
It’s the river thick with flow a moving mass of air over motion full of whispers shadowed in the past of me near where street cars pound metal and smoke stacks send signals raining soot in alleys and corners where pain and sweat speak of days of youth once thought never to end where prayers … More IN FULL VIEW
The structure of the proof is the land observant eyes and obedient ears stand fast within the silence the strength of rocks the support of roots a crowded rain newness is grafted in at sunset morning glories dip their heads the moon is a celestial flower what’s important is … More BETWEEN STONEWALLS
Leaving finds the life in an area of away where strength of a single candled spirit is encouraged to move forward at the crossroad there is stumbling because of the unexplained the unexpected and loss of protection when finally breaking away yet divided you continue the journey knowing it is right
Winds circle wheat tops twisting stems into spasms like thieves running over dried leaves and dead branches sunshine strikes window surfaces when passing clouds allow percussion’s of light to pass around dense mist the ground thirsts for rain the blood of soil
Crossroads provokes idleness back to life perforated clouds bless the land painting moving shadows tickling the infinite underground into jealousy the past becomes reflected on walls of thoughts opening dark caves and mountains missed just up ahead there’s a hole in the sky where kites exhaust the air and lost gloves return … More MAKING A WAY
Roger Singer 