Short Tatoo Poems

a rose
the pain of a tatoo
on her nipple...

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tatoo
subtle
yet speaking volumes



posted on July 15, 2018...

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Cracked smile
red eyes
a tatoo on your chin
zippers made for your ears
your image is deceiving...

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It's the latest in mini-spending sprees
More popular than sparing green trees
   Coeds enter with hair
   But they exit quite bare
their lower limbs party hearty tatoo-free...

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Marked birth
Body's wealth
Deepest imprint
Nature's tatoo
Natural colour
Unique stamp
Creator's singiture
Precious treasure
Glittering
Identifiable
Joy's revelation
Special mark. 

Drencho POET Loads...

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NBA -- Tatoo Array
 WBA -- Mostly Gay
  NFL -- Concussion Hell
   IOC -- Hypocrisy's Smell



   NBA = National Basketball Association
   WBA = Women's Basketball Association
   NFL = National Football League
   IOC = International Olympic Committee...

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The mole that she is sporting there
On the breast that's partially bare 
Proud to have the beauty mark
She got it one day on a lark
The needle stung but worth the price
Sure the boys would think it nice
The spot  upon her chest you see
Natural beauty for a monetary fee



For the Mole contest......

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Do not stare at my receding back
with eyes full of tears.
I am not gone.
I am never away from you.

I am the reflection in your eyes.
I am the diamonds at the end of your lashes.
I am the lotus that stays inside the water.

Do not stare at my receding back
with eyes full of tears.
I am not gone.
I am never far away from you....

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I MISS OUR CONVERSATIONS
MEMORIES THAT WILL NEVER FADE
MEMORIES THAT ENCOURAGE ME TO WALK IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION
FOLLOW MY DREAMS
MY PASSION
YOU WHERE STRONNGEST AMONG US
YOU HAD STRENGH
YOU WHERE THE BEST
I HOPE YOU KNOW OUR LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER DIE
YOU ARE A TATOO ON OUR HEARTS
A LIGHT IN THE DARK
A STAR THAT SHINES AMONG US....

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Listen to poem:

Pictograph Biography 
David J Walker

If asked
He might or might not
Remember the past 
The old man had notched the  days
By the thousands in his trek 
Around the sun
Each marking its path as a
Tattooed etching by the 
Laser edge of history in his skin 
Of every day and every place 
he had ever been
And even if he cannot 
remember them
The pictographs tell the 
Story of everyone who had
Touched him...

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