,Painting and Poem by Abe V Rotor
Eyes in the Forest, acrylic painting on canvas (60" x 44"), by AVR May 8, 2012
The Eyes of Nature
Many
eyes are looking at me here with Nature;
By day
and night, beneath and atop a tree.
They're
scary, they're mean, they're sleepy,
And
how do I look to them seeing me?
Wink
and they wink, close and they do, too.
Quick
the flashlight, and they disappear;
Can
eyes exist alone, like stars in the sky?
I
wonder if these eyes are like stars to cheer.
Yes,
the fireflies have lamps that flicker,
The
moth and butterfly have wing spots
Like
monstrous eyes to stave off predator,
And
cave dwellers glow in rows and knots.
The
fish in the stream is silver in the moonlight,
As
bubbles rise to the surface and sparkle,
The
owl rarely blinks, no creature dare around,
Its
infrared vision indeed a marvel.
Raindrops
falling make a thousand eyes
Life
they bring to the rainbow, borrowing
its
colors glow, and sparkle as they drop,
reborn
with the light of the river flowing.
Mushrooms
are phosphorescent, they glow,
while
others absorb light for future use;
Ah,
boast the snake, I can freeze you to fall,
An
eagle swoops, there's no excuse.
Petals
attract a pollinator in the night
Crickets
shine when won by a song,
Seeds
pop out to meet the rising sun,
And
the sun shines happily all along.
Eyes,
eyes, eyes, - for us to see the world,
And
all eyes the world is bound;
In our
sleep, in the deep forest and ocean,
Eyes
make the world go round. ~
Note: How many creatures are there in this
painting? Count and show their location. It's a game, and there is a prize for
the keenest eye. Painting for Ms Jolly-Ann M Castro and Family. California. USA
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