The leaves of his life float on streams created by a curious desire to be someplace else. Dust turns up behind footsteps soothing the travel born to him. Heavy doors swing shut on the pain of uncorrected loves and insincere handshakes. Clouds are his canopy of protection, a mist of heaven, covering what he has … More MISTS OF HEAVEN
The brashness of a gray afternoon curses at roadside bars, all night diners and clotheslines resembling sagging roadmaps. Mud flaps proselytize to the lost while angels search for the abandoned; neon lights tempt the lonely from corners. In the distance, a city. A breath spread wide of buildings and faces, where evil drains into collars … More A CITY
I vision a place safe without loss, the beginning of new, the opening on all sides where anyone can relax and sing. It’s a shadow of a place, harbored beyond envy and hate, turmoil and strife. It’s the next train with an open boxcar. A bus sounding loud on a dusty road. A car with … More OUT THERE
His strangeness lays a comfort on distant water, too far to name, too cold to be near. Wheat fields. Gold stringed faces stand void of riches like the man; both weave under winds from an angry heaven. Endless dark space above watches the brim of his hat and dull scratched buttons on a coat he … More DEEP WELLS
Beyond my backyard fence is a field of promises and shadows mixed in the grace of youths uncombed hair and sweat lined faces. My lips lasso images, bringing voices to life while the aroma of morning rescues my thoughts. Far is nearer to me, framed in sections, held without prejudice in the smiles … More LOOKING BEYOND
Years of herself filled up into her eyes; a flood of voices speaking her name. Over a back fence she sees a path leading away; looking hard with passion, the steps in her shoes hold the line. She points as if with a dieing hand to a hill, a place of memories holding tight to … More A NEED
There was an assembly of winds colliding silently within the mists of one another. Gray steel clouds disappeared then quickly reformed into an angry turbulent sky. Fields of turned soil blackened over like early night when shadows fade in the presence of half light. A crumbling sun slipped from view, proving boundaries have no limits … More UNCHALLANGED
I know a road of dust and wind, open at both ends, encouraging dreamers and people with maps who set out to far places, never sure when they’ve arrived. I look both ways at the distance equal to the left and right where footsteps mark a passing along with a horse and dog. … More UP AHEAD
I am a traveler within the space familiar to me. The area surrounding, the region full of what I know best and how I appear to others and myself. This land is of my youth; tree swings, paths toward home and back doors always unlocked. Windows blossom with curtains and flowers pots in need of … More THIS PLACE
A long bleeding whistle strikes the air over a small village. Rattling wheels of the black engine spills steam to the sides where trees grow and children point with curious eyes. The song of shivering metal runs the tracks hard; doors, front lawns, gates and faces all appear the same. The next curve and bend … More 93 MILES TO GO
Roger Singer 