BLOOD
By Oliver Giles
By Oliver Giles
Blood is the color of fire
The sun sinking behind the mountains
And the feather of a phoenix
Blood is the smell of getting hurt
And the juice of a blood orange
Blood is the sound of an explosion
And the roar of a dragon
Blood is a beautiful color.
The sun sinking behind the mountains
And the feather of a phoenix
Blood is the smell of getting hurt
And the juice of a blood orange
Blood is the sound of an explosion
And the roar of a dragon
Blood is a beautiful color.
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ReplyDeleteOliver, I really like this a lot. ~Steve
ReplyDeleteVery beautiful poem!
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