a stretch of clouds created for a brief moment a perfect opening a separation of white and gray a gift of silence revealing a distant blue ceiling mostly unnoticed until… the clouds quietly reformed into a white flat unbroken carpet
the story within a song a passing face the sound of your name a closing door morning rain first falling leaves last summer day the other glove soft side of a hand a spring wreath an old letter favorite shoes the chance for again the sun absorbing rain the cat that came back a road … More PIECES
The trees see everything observing the hunter and the prey the fox pauses, his nose sensing the air then presses on as a rabbit holds court in silence the ground is moist, below the surface winter retains its hold twigs lay scattered from icy winds and leaves carpet the moss providing protection … More ALL SEEING
I stand on the shoreline of the ocean small palpable waves feed on my ankles as dusk yields to night a sound clear as spring windows tilts toward me showering me in the center of a nightly orchestra I wonder looking around if anyone nearby senses the blessing from the air or am … More MOONLIGHT SONG
I got a cloud over me, that’s probably over you where shadows join us as one. There’s a pardon in the shade, a fellowship bound like the roots below my feet. An offering of words, full of vegetation, planted in the garden between our ears. I remain strengthened that summer follows spring and vacations set … More SOFT WINDS
IT’S COMING There’s a change developing without permission. It alters life and space. Oceans, sky, and rivers all submit to the oncoming of seasons. Summer is the briefest of children, Fading in the infancy of its beginning. Warm air and onshore breezes tease us between showers. Fall changes green into orange … More IT’S COMING
Roger Singer 