The Painting On The Wall Poem by R K Summers

Bedtime;
A four-year old girl lies down
Her head on a soft pillow
Waiting for the sweeter dreams to envelop her.
The clock stops ticking
And the boy leaves the painting
And enters her bedroom.

Hands Resist Him

The painting:
A boy, five.
A doll-like girl, three.
A door, shut.
And the hands
That reach out for him.

The story:
The four-year old girl watches
The boy, five
And the doll-like girl, three
As they fight at night
And the boy leaves the frame
Under threat from
The doll-like girl
And enters her bedroom.

The doll-like girl doesn’t follow.
It appears she can’t leave the frame.
But her empty eyes still watch
And wait
For her moment to come.
Her joints are hinged
Like an old-fashioned doll.
Her hands clasp a battery
With wires sticking out of the top.
Her eyes are empty
Mere black voids in her pale china face.
Her mouth is a curve
Downwards
Almost a grimace.

As the hands
That reach out for him
Press through the glass in the door
Of the painting on the wall.

But the Hands Resist Him.