
tall pines
line the side
of the road
to the shoreline
where rocks
lay scattered,
black and gray,
smooth from
millennial washing
it’s a place
held tight
to the chest,
spoken of
only in memory
when skies
are alive
with color
and few words
are spoken
but night
remembers
About the Poet
Dr. Singer was in private practice for 38 years in upstate New York. He has four children, Abigail, Caleb, Andrew and Philip and seven grandchildren. Dr. Singer has served on multiple committees for the American Chiropractic Association, lecturing at colleges in the United States, Canada and Australia, and has authored over fifty articles for his profession and served as a medical technician during the Vietnam era.
Dr. Singer is the Poet Laureate of Old Lyme, Connecticut. He has had over 1,100 poems published on the internet, magazines and in books and is a 2017 Pushcart Prize Award Nominee. He is also the President of the Shoreline Chapter of the Connecticut Poetry Society.
Some of the magazines that have accepted his poems for publication are: Westward Quarterly, Jerry Jazz, SP Quill, Avocet, Underground Voices, Outlaw Poetry, Literary Fever, Dance of my Hands, Language & Culture, Adelaide Literary Magazine, The Stray Branch, Toasted Cheese, Tipton Poetry Journal and Indigo Rising, Down in the Dirt, Fullosia Press, Orbis, Penwood Review, Subtle Tea, Ambassador Poetry Award Massachusetts State Poetry Society, Louisiana State Poetry Society Award, Mad Swirl Anthology 2018. 2019, Scars Publication.
For the first time in nearly five years, Vita Brevis is closed for submission. Read the full story here.
Night always remembers 😎
A pleasure to the 5 senses!