Portrait On The Wall Poem by Phil Soar

Portrait On The Wall



The painting in the entrance hall
Doesn't ever move at all
And yet the eyes seem all around the room
It's like they haunt me everywhere
follow me right up the stairs
And make me think of my impending doom

Friday, April 22, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: funny
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