Susan Stayed Late

her smiling eyes
outside the window
still

We Catch Eyes

and understand
these woods hold
room enough for both of us

Proliferation

pink rabbit ears
multiply
before my eyes

For Hungry Eyes

sweet
the sight
of maples budding

Look

two bright poppy eyes
one wears shade
mascara-ed stamens

Coloring

my eyes
can hardly hold
all the beauty that unfolds

Night Flyer

Wings with eyes
a mask of bravery
predator protection