Curtains! I Wuz Framed! (Triolet) Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

Curtains! I Wuz Framed! (Triolet)



The walls have pictures hanging on
yet people vanish or they fade.
Such portraits-late-would scream upon:
the walls have pictures hanging on;
for each shows scenes where someone's gone.
Those eyes attain a somber shade.
The walls have pictures hanging on
yet people vanish or they fade.

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