An acne faced moon with a flat obscure smile, dusted silver with infinity. Curtain clouds shadow the face, its image teasing earth followers with glimpses of a rock half cold, half hot. The far side of outer space is jealous of earths circling daughter, the faithfulness, a never ending bond. Pull on … More CIRCLING DAUGHTER
The moon dripped silver, bleeding through scratched windows, dusting the yard, drawing the eyes upward into favorable suspense. The moon is the bride of night’s sky, a lover in plain sight with enormous arms for sharing, Unless restrained by clouds. The moon creates dreams while teasing the curious to gaze up innocently, unconcerned with time. … More MOON TIME
The tumblers of the day turned down locked out a yellow sun pushed up and out by hounds howling at a smiling round moon with a cheesy smile smiling into a crowd rightly smelling the jazz splashing fast over them like rain of summer warm with wet finding faces and staining forever their insides … More SPLASHING FAST
Crawling sideways through pines smiling of chrome an autumn moon takes command like lightening without sound drawing my eyes as if pulled by strong tides I gaze not for just a moment but I search as I have countless times its cold distant face and will again when pleasantly captured by it its presence once … More MOON SPACE
There is a beautiful between sunset and the pulling arms of night. Where a whisper breaches the veils of soft light and willow branch lips release satin thoughts. Turquoise eyes swim in the wander of catching shadows while we stand under a failing gray sky, listening to quiet. A ballet of hands dance … More ONE VOICE
A renewed moon gained celestial strength, rising over tree tops, spreading silver lines onto quiet night streets . The town green possesses a dark silence under the gray shadow of a heaven pointing steeple. The church bell signs its presence into cool air as the sound reaches slate roofs and clapboard homes. The town lives … More SLATE ROOFS
I pointed to a full moon suggesting to my cat the enormity of silver so distant yet favoring my yard. The car yawned with indifference. Its tail providing a half swish, unimpressed with the depths of space or the light it doesn’t need. The fireplace snapped with heat, causing one of his ears to turn … More SILVER
A blink of pain sets the course for the day, after a night of chasing dreams. Outside, the city is covered in a wardrobe of clouds; pearl white and dusk of gray. Below the sidewalk lifted up a degree of voices. Some loud, others a minnow of words slipping through. A small bucket of sunlight … More HARVESTING MOON
I am swimming in the water of stars. My skin becomes moon soaked with velvet blue and soft sheets of silver. Cool air refreshes my energy. Over shadowed by pines of night green I hold my eyes open, absorbing the greatness of a black distance. I am arrested by the awe at the bottom of … More MY QUIET
A meadow of stars shined brightly into forevermore where a a small portion of night was pushed aside into a cold place before darkness reclaimed the sky. I start to count the rubies and diamonds above, surrendering my numbers to the dots pasted onto infinity canvas. The lights of a great city offers no competition … More HIGHWAY SKY
Roger Singer 