gusting wind greedily formed unsettled air, flexing its might around corners and curves, breeching walls attacking great and small, creating mayhem as a signature of unfathomable strength, unquestioned and free to disturb.
after the fire we are ashes, airborne, tumbling, gray flake shadows barley an image a winged spirit over the wall to the other side hiding in plane sight pounding out a direction to another place angry, but free accepting the thunder and the sun
youth took the half of me photos that never grow old sandy foot prints left behind strangers under full moons dusk and lost clouds dawn with a new start a dream dismantled a prayer answered recovering from loss falling into strength the ordinary path the measure of a chance … More SOUL PRINT
words slip through boundaries of light and shadow between fences posts past sleeping cats words are strength from imagination fathoms words become whispers in night promises in morning begging hurting believing following into dreams yet to appear
OVERVIEW the moon commands highways of ocean currents forming waves those momentary curled masses of random strength splashing languages onto ancient shorelines from somewhere deep creating footprints during the highs and lows
The noise of previous shame arises without notice without explanation without a name it’s the bell that cannot be unrung the water that pushes us uphill it compresses the heart with uncertain destiny releasing to the surface the dog days of every season it takes great energy to suppress and smooth the … More WHY ME
Leaving finds the life in an area of away where strength of a single candled spirit is encouraged to move forward at the crossroad there is stumbling because of the unexplained the unexpected and loss of protection when finally breaking away yet divided you continue the journey knowing it is right
Desolate promises the unexpected highlight of yesterday the inherited creation for the newness of today it was a narrative without stop a gift of holding onto where whispers become words and night has no fears the strength of rivers provides no answers while distant moons release abandoned angels into the hearts thirsting for … More RECOVERY
The river is a testament to longstanding, a continuation without interruption the river possesses beauty and strength its banks dappled with brush and half buried trees velvet smooth water the veins of flow to the oceans heart feeds on silt from fields and ancient meadows its motion is a voice it … More RUMBLING
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.
Roger Singer 