~ from reality - brutal, cruel and poignant - love survived ~
Fac Create
It all goes on in the factory
You name it they do it
A right old place of events
From art shows of cool paintings
To strip shows of hot ladies
Via a secret room for ing
Along with a Russian spy hiding
The flower seller downstairs
Equalled by the roof top ballet
The tattooist of the middle floor
Plus a Satanist who likes pigeons
Drinking takes places in the cellar
All this and more in the factory
Anything creative goes here
Pop down and give it a try
How romantic of my sweet Albert
Wants tattoo with my name; he’s no flirt
Alb requested a rose
Tattoo inked - a red nose
Alb’s irate kicking him where it hurt!
7/25/19
The green-blue marks of the tufuga's* tools run down his thighs
Patterns in shades of deep-ocean-dark and unsealed-road-like lines
Back to his ancestors and forward to his descendants
He is young and good in a way that makes it impossible to imagine he might ever become old
angry...
drunk.
He speaks quietly like the 'shhhhhhh' sound his teachers made when he laughed too loudly as a child
His skin is brown like the soil used to be
and soft,
like it still is,
underneath the white man's concrete.
*Samoan tattooist
The tattoo
She was covered with ugly stretch marks,
So, could not bare her skin at fun parks,
A tattooist, she’d thought,
Could make her look quite hot ,
The tattoos couldn’t hide her stretch marks!
July 15, 2017
TAT GAL
My friend does tattoos. The needle work is simply exquisite and of the highest order. You can have a sample if you think long and hard; after all, a tattoo is for life. From tribal to custom, stopping of at portraits and scrolls, there's something for everyone. Even your mother! Give the Ol' Dear a gift voucher and watch her get inked. I want Lisa to do me a gothic image, maybe two ladies on a gravestone. Not ghosts mind you, two academic ladies looking at Victorian graves are pleasing to my eye. Need to book an appointment and I'll be with you for my new ink. Till we meet, take care tattooed tattooist lady.
from my book and inspired by personal experiences
THE COMPLETE NICK ARMBRISTER POETRY COLLECTION Volume 1 1996 - 2013
Copyright 2014 Nick Armbrister
ISBN - 978-1-326-06399-3
MUM, I WANT A TATTOO
“Can I have a tattoo mum?”
That was the question I asked
and the response was unprintable.
I only want one or maybe three or four.
All my mates have them
and most of theirs are home-made messes.
I want a proper one by a talented tattooist.
I don’t want “Love and Hate” or “I love mum”.
I want a panther or a soaring eagle.
I believe it’s called body art today.
It’s so brilliant: all I want is to be part of it.
Well, screw it, I’ll have one done anyhow!
The moment i saw her
Adorned in ink
Perfection of shape
No tattooist did blink
Designs of many
Etched on skin
Shoulders, thighs
A personal thing
Creative art
By a steady hand
This human picture
Beautifully grand
Gothic work
Drawn in place
Artistically scribed
In it's female grace
To view this view
Copy my link
As you will see why
No tattooist did blink
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