after the moth... moonlight drifts through an empty web —Ed Markowski
About the author: ed markowski lives and writes in auburn hills, michigan. his work has appeared in modern haiku, acorn, bottle rockets, and the birmingham poetry review.
needle's eye the devil could easily pass through i thought
balancing pale harvest moon tip of the dead spruce punctuates, night sky
a single strand of silver- moonlit duet
full moon hard frost scent of wood smoke
after the day -- broken sunbeam lies cross the bay -
barbie, use your imagination. you know, fill in the blanks. be creative. stretch your mind.
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needle's eye
the devil could easily
pass through i thought
balancing pale harvest moon
tip of the dead spruce
punctuates, night sky
a single strand
of silver-
moonlit duet
full moon
hard frost
scent of wood smoke
after the day --
broken sunbeam lies
cross the bay
-
barbie,
use your imagination. you know,
fill in the blanks. be creative.
stretch your mind.