My pen delights me, stirring within the cast of granite to speak of a father I knew, raising children; three meteors rising. He was humility possessing deep waters overlooking faults and premises of promises, drowning out failed expectations avoiding anger while entertaining uprightness. He was solid with love caring for the blood of his blood … More STANDING STRENGTH
The memory place. A filling in of the in-between with disarmingly haunting voices wrapped in frail burlap. A cooperative sadness strives to overtake. Faces like mannequins appear with irregularity, easing the initial pains of those left behind; everyone’s looking for a familiar song. Red brick walls with a faded ad stares from the second floor; … More NEXT STREET OVER
It’s my shoreline. A place of footsteps and whispers, high clouds, blue cobalt skies, forever horizon; it’s a song I live. A moment brings me in, an hour holds me tight. It’s a place without time, without changing, it holds the strength of me. I am the shadow of here. I stand on the edge … More MY ROCK
There was a narrow reason to mourn A cerebral molting spread over partly framed orderly opinions He was a recluse of twisted dreams pure with talent a personal connection to the souls of interest within his circle He formed a texture of words weaving clouds into reality Rain washed him, arms … More GONE
Strangers are the archives of mysteries. Sidewalk lies brand them deep; attacked by silent words and hard faces. They are without council. Stepping from the shadows their walk is light and careful when in unwanted parts. They had dreams; stripped away after wounds, fading in horizons of travels. They have no apology, though some regrets. … More WALKING THROUGH
There’s a shadow in the desert; secrets under the sand and a moon encouraging worship. Winds from a distance, unwanted and cold. Creature side tracks scatter to survive. Everything that breathes must be strong; life is the gold of survival. A forbidden land. Wide boundaries. No fences. Safety is unknown. Water escapes the lost. Crying … More DESERT MOON
On or about town the luxury of disregarding depravity As the eyes choke out the heart. It was once a dream place a song matching every mood until tears stirred the soul awake grasping for a rope before drowning back into the stream of civilization with rumbling feet pointing to … More LEANING
Sealed within the envelope of night is a common indifference. Shadows appear equal. A corner musician pulls at the strangers eyes. Coins in the hat drinks for a night a city bus with sleepers roars by. Skelton road crews work for food. A walk between the avenues, neon signs wave welcome subways rumble below, buses … More MIXED AND EQUAL
It’s a twisting of hands, a thirst to indulge the spirit of the getaway, the radical, unradical of wish and desire; air through a chrome grill chews hungrily the dark of night on tendrils of unlighted roads. The tires roll out a language of hate and speed; the normal is scrapped for expression. Roads … More LOST ROADS
A wide meandering path leads to an abandoned great house. An iron gate, twisted with rust, separates the perimeter of the property from the outside world. Debris of various sorts lay scattered on the weed infested lawn along with seasons of leaves and broken branches. Half buried prehistoric boulders, the other half in China, rise … More KEEP OUT
Roger Singer 