you surrender to the story, a collision of opinions slipping through cerebral picket fences while avoiding the bad dog of loneliness pretending again for a new ending to the fire and madness, the undercurrent of failings, remembering the good of what should be the best part of any dance as your arms reach around to … More REINVENTING
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
A secret word passing within the in between like smoke drifting through an alley or the shadow of an angel crossing over the stillness defies gravity opening like a day lily providing an inward glance of the sought after the searched for the thought captured for a brief second …its all that’s … More A SINGLE PLACE
The clock of many faces. Wrinkles stretched from time. Destiny swims in the eyes and legacies sweat from hard work. The silence of seconds push the hands into the next hour; no song can comfort the waste of circles within circles. Dawn and dusk feed on one another. Children are the second chance to find … More THIS WAY
A generation of beginnings the waters of creation wrung from opening souls like coded scripture, a blossoming without restriction deeply rooted without withdrawing perusing the work accepting success never yielding breaking from common people endurance and strength the need to share the heart to open the chance to improve.
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
What does someone see when you offer them a glimpse beneath your water? The pillows of your dreams Wilted emotions Thoughts without makeup Eyes listening but not seeing Sunless days The joy of rain Favorite words Fear of death The honey of a smile Running away Closed doors Acts of faith A song that … More DOWN DEEP
The sidewalk is a stream, a playground, an escape without arrows to point the way out. Fallen stars, the scattering of dreamers believing in second chances, light the city at night. Children remain close by, guarded by the fences of stern warnings. Their visions asleep as they accept the ideas of less. Surrounding aromas are … More NOT FAR FROM HERE
It’s the things that make you………. The last stone in the wall, A single word worth more than many, The look that holds the attention, The song full of what we need, The day regardless of rain or sun, The dance that fills you with good, The voice you run too, The screen door … More YOUR SONG
Each of us is a song. No voice the same. Every turn finds a new path. No road remains untraveled or forgotten, while some are filled with promise, others send us home. We overlook the obvious; chances without names or introductions. There before us angels unbeknownst, Encourage the right way. We are new, blessed … More CLIMBING OUT
Roger Singer 