At the end of the earth there’s a diving board for each of us, where grieving souls and soiled hands search for a higher place; everyone hopes for security. Truth exposes itself in various colors; nighttime is when the fear of alone is invisible. Long stories and dreams about voices no longer present fill … More JUMP IN
He was a mountain of few words a river flowing through the house, mostly out. Conversations were awkward creating uncomfortable moments, too many to count. His love was his work a place he escaped to without guilt of leaving those behind, considering it his duty; I knew he would rather be somewhere else. He grew … More MY FATHER
A dusky silk rain dampened warm humid air as a pale green yellow sky yielded to a pressing night a choir nearby rises through an open window singing under the wings of angels Church candles weep during long prayers the flickering light slips over calm waters where a hypnotic intermittent sound of frogs … More OVER THE WATER
The moon dissolved over treetops. This area is remote and wild. A black night sky sheds its stars from a dark canopy. Dreams and wishes hold hands with the desperate. Eyes open the heart for a path without obstacles. This feels like the top of the world. A place owned by few. You can … More LIMITED OFFER
Night is the last language of day, full of unspoken wishes while breathing new words. Theatres with black and white movies attract the mysterious; plenty of empty red velvet seats. Stained concrete steps descend into the veins of subways. Under examined street art is worth less than the paint. Crisscrossing pedestrians stream past like … More STILL FRAMES
There’s always a bridge located whenever people need to be over there; two lands joined by steel arms where rust appears clean when it rains. It’s a way in or out. A place where ships can pass under; their silence is like a fighter looking for an opening. The bridge supports the sides … More EVERYBODY’S BROTHER
In the smoke shop, the aroma of incense lays trapped between wood and glass. Rigid cardboard boxes rich with painted scenes of Italy protect the peaceful rebellion of indulging in the product until offered a choice through decadent permission. A swinging door opens to the street; it’s a clear space until pedestrians fill in. … More SOMEWHERE PAST
A blue sky yielded to layers of Ivory clouds. Flat and useless the Heavy air absorbed sounds; the pleasure Of the afternoon was washed away. Newspapers lost their crispness. Words fainted between people due to dullness in the air. Birds halted flights, retreating to thin curtains of shade. There is a memory of times like … More THE UNEXPECTED
Dusk crushes into night. The infinity feud between two mighty forces colliding within the silence of millennial shadows. There is no youth about them or age slowing their pace. They are constant, claiming common territory to the custody of their charge; never speaking, they own the respect. Within the realm of universes there … More ANCIENT
In the forest, under a canopy of boughs, rain creates a symphony as a portion of the sky falls. The moisture provides a density buffering all sounds. In the shadows there is calm; a noiseless base. Birds have secured sanctuary. Footsteps move quietly over damp leaves and twigs; dryness removed. A distant rumble of thunder … More WALKING THROUGH
Roger Singer 