Disturbed waters are the evidence of youths seeking a smooth belonging; searching to square off the circle. They are dreamers between rocks, pushing from a hard place, attempting to re-create the beginning without pain, escaping the fires between the lines. Fingers bait the eyes into corners. Second chances come at a cost. Seek to … More SEARCHING
It was a drama unfolding, an energy of words on the attack, like a fountain of urchins catapulting in air creating and irregular sky. Abstract people shapes resembled stick drawings waving hands and arms like newspapers going aloft; creatures of thought, working the stream. There was no refuge from the granite of opinions, as the … More MY POINT
The field is a luxurious place to sit and enjoy the growth of nature; the items missing and those left behind. It’s a flat cathedral. Every spot the hidden pinnacle of a steeple, pointing to heaven. The song is within the breezes, warm and cool. The heads of weeds and wild flowers Hum their … More HIDDEN UNDERGROUND
The sound of hounds under the sycamores pulsed the air. A fog shadowed the ground, concealing weeds and rocks. A horn, a phantom sound suspended above, Slithered like a snake over tree tops. Fence posts boarded the field, like cardboard soldiers locking barbed wire arms. A brown light of dusk muddied the sky. Bats easily … More NIGHTLY STROLL
The desert curls itself up flat at night an uncaring carnage of sand and spiders day’s heat retreats into silence, leaving a numbing damp cold cactus stand guard over barren and nothing snakes slither into holes and under useless rocks scavenger animals prowl without much to show it’s lifeless … More STAY AWAY
Roger Singer 