Ian Keenan


Blood Red - Poem by Ian Keenan

Vapour trails,
Pink,
More than the
Blue and white of
Skinny clouds;

On flights to who-knows-where,
From Birmingham and
Gatwick.

My heart beats,
Blood red,
Greater than the
Black of death,

Thankful I live.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 28, 2016



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