Blood Flood

Thicker than water, red as rose,
blood ties link both kith and kin,
drip through life from start to close,
carry oxygen within.
Blood irons out all thoughts of sin,
from dawn to dusk, tells friends and foes
both good and bad, that life win/win
should bubble through haemoglobin
from artery to vein round shows
perpetual its cycle spin.

(7 February 2011)

poem by Jonathan Robin
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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