Blood Test Poem by Annette Aitken
Blood Test
Blood Test
Nervously I wait in line
heard a shout for me that time?
A nurse appears and calls my name
racing heart as I go in.
Sweaty palms I lie in wait
slap my vein to make it wake
A little prick is all you'll feel
the needle starts to enters me.
Hunting around to find a vein
for crimson tide begins to flow.
How much more blood does she need,
Atlantic ocean, the deep blue sea.
Wait she announced,
the tides gone out.
(I Faint)
THIS TIME the last three lines (actually the first two of them) gave be a loud, hearty laugh! ! ! bri :)
Thank You for this light hearted poem. How brave you were even if passing out.
Test, text! The tides gone out. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
enterS me....... oops, i think. the ending brought me a mild chuckle; thanks. i love to give blood; really! next week i'm up to bat. a fine job describing what i suppose many have experienced. bri :) to MyPoemList.
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7/22/2025 9:15:32 AM # 1.0.0
Nice and amusing poem, I think all sensible people dislike blood tests and being stabbed with needles.