a long fly ball arcs above the moon… summer deepens Published by Ed Markowski Ed Markowski writes and paints in America's Great Lakes Region. View all posts by Ed Markowski
Hi Ed. Now you will read a haiku from me. Mountains without paths. Are awaiting the spring for the deer’s return. my best wishes, Kujtim from Albania. Reply
jj, thanks. one from the waning of baseball season ed first red leaves ichiro drops a bunt down the ten yard line kujtim, one for you also in thanks. ed wooded trail where the spotted fawn stood sunlight Reply
Ed,
Beautiful.
Loved it when i read it the first time, on the Mainichi site….and it hasn´t withered”” a bit.
Hi Ed. Now you will read a haiku from me.
Mountains without paths.
Are awaiting the spring
for the deer’s return.
my best wishes, Kujtim from Albania.
wonderful… love it!
dark parts
over scorpio –
nite clouds
(c)2005
jj,
thanks. one from the waning of baseball season
ed
first red leaves
ichiro drops a bunt
down the ten yard line
kujtim,
one for you also in thanks.
ed
wooded trail
where the spotted fawn stood
sunlight
boy’s ball
ight up the sky
so many years have passed
harvest moon looming —
endless summer
in miami