More in Rhiannon's Poetry
Four Eyes
Skittering black they cast for clues
Dart with reserve
And silent study
Careful they test the tides
Then twinkle
Deadpan mischief
His eyes of shy puzzlement
Conceal a trove
Of quiet savvy
***
Ice tender blue
Glass-framed glare
Unravels to quixotic gaze
All but disappear in smilesquints
Then vanish full
In weary retraction
His eyes of reproach
Mask so sheerly
A poet’s soul
***
Four eyes
Two eyes
Too many
(January 2007)
Dart with reserve
And silent study
Careful they test the tides
Then twinkle
Deadpan mischief
His eyes of shy puzzlement
Conceal a trove
Of quiet savvy
***
Ice tender blue
Glass-framed glare
Unravels to quixotic gaze
All but disappear in smilesquints
Then vanish full
In weary retraction
His eyes of reproach
Mask so sheerly
A poet’s soul
***
Four eyes
Two eyes
Too many
(January 2007)
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