that look
in our eyes . . .…
Author: Ed Markowski
Ed Markowski writes and paints in America's Great Lakes Region.
holiday lights the truth…
lightning
the
sword…
spring sunlight rose tinted…
field out grass | | | | | | |…
Lent
On
the
ceiling
above
my
bed…
cherry
blossoms
drifting… sight unseen
my maternal grandfather…
funeral procession the…
clear settles night on my…
s
d
r
i
b
recession rising …
surprise
party
i
hang
my
… prairie sunset
the glow …
snow melt…
her lost…
spring cleaning
the last…
false spring…
the…
a dinner bell
rings &…
winter sunset…
this…
Martin Luther King Day……
toll road
the hitchhiker’s…
white out…
a car horn…
christmas eve service
the…
the lustre
of a moonlit snowman……
crime scene
a cluster of…
the x’s missing
from…
harvest moon
our newborn’s…
reflecting pond
the blind…
autumn rain
the politician…
a frown
drawn on the kool-aid…
lunar eclipse
i fall for…
garden web
a butterfly clings…
midsummer dusk
the splat…
morning rush…
the…
a patch of blue
on the scarecrow’s…
winter reverie
the faint…
moonshadows
a rabbit emerges…
winter moon
a dusty seventy-eight…
Indian Summer
the flip side…
early autumn
rising into…
thunder
the farmers at the…
dad’s grave……
hitchhiking
an orange moth…
nude beach
a man and a woman…
a long fly ball
arcs above…
bed rest
a spider crosses…
lost
in a field of sunflowers…
afternoon heat
the slow …
red grapes…
the many…
abandoned stable……
pitching horseshoes
after…
birthday balloons
the one…
planter’s moon
the…
zen garden
the monk’s…
hearth light…
dad’s…
winter midnight . . .
a fresh…
winter calmness……
black out
bright lit
amish…
after the moth…
moonlight…
broken cup
the moon reappears…
home from the steel warehouse…
Autumn loneliness
the last…
Manhattan sunset……
sultry night…
the…
on the spot
where the old …
midway rain
the dunk tank…
midway lightning
the funnel…
friday the 13th
the clang…
kite’s aloft
the …
summer twilight
sampling…
morning moon
the nooks and…
at the end of a blind date…
winter carnival
a thin frost…
winter moon…
the …
gale warning
two gulls surf…