My blood betrays me

My blood betrays me,

with songs pitched high,

and notes sung low,

wavering reveal,

no longer secret, unsung.

My blood betrays me,

history unfolds in lifetimes

of denial, restriction,

flowing, reaching,

no longer, ignored, silent.

My blood betrays me,

falling down scale,

pitched in crescendo

my normal

no longer, but saves me.

Description: Red and white corpuscles (cells) of the blood, magnified. Labels: A, moderately magnified, the red corpuscles are seen in rouleaux; a, a, white corpuscles; B, C, D, red corpuscles, highly magnified, seen in different positions; E, a red corpuscle swollen in to a sphere by absorption of water; F, G, white corpuscles, highly magnified; K, white corpuscle treated with acetic acid; H, I, red corpuscles wrinkled or crenated.
Source: Kimber, Diana C. Anatomy and Physiology for Nurses (New York: The Macmillan Company, 1907) 97
Copyright: 2009, Florida Center for Instructional Technology.

Source: http://etc.usf.edu/clipart/35400/35419/blood_35419.htm

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About Robin Arnold

Reader, writer, gardener, geek, maker of homes in several states, now settled in Virginia with husband Bob, and Hazel and Wilson the tabby cats.
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