Tattoos Poems - Poems about Tattoos

Since I no longer fit in my name, I carry it beneath my heart, like a relic unearthed from a dead alphabet. It is a cracked word, written in blue ink on the page of a lost Bible in my grandparents' attic. People call my name. But their voices sound like a bell lost in an abandoned cathedral. Perhaps they never learned to utter the syllables of pain in...

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Lulu wanted this, that, those, these and the other. Thought she deserved them, she dated a rich mother. He liked tattoos, pretty soon her legs were tatted up. So many tats, it rivaled the hair on her cat and pup. Red tats, blue tats, yellow tats, purple tats, black tats too. We asked her not to tell Grandma as she...

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The tattoos all over the body of that young lady ~ what will they look like when she's seventy or eighty? I'm afraid the ass of that sweet young lass smelling flowers above her reclining lover in the grass will slowly start squatting down on his bearded face, alas....

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My skin tells a tale, no shame, no regret/ Ink etched in darkness, paths firmly set/ Each mark a whisper, Occult and profound/ Symbols of magic, where shadows abound/ The inverted cross, a forearm's creed/ A testament to journey, to spirit and need/ Commanding respect, not of gangster lore/ But ancient rites, that my soul explores/ A clean life I walk, sober, legit/ No...

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Mummy from 3000 BC Had a tattoo on its knee Mustache ink above his lip Mummy from Chilie, ink did drip In the fifties tattoos became extinct But today’s teenagers beg for their ink Cultural identity now often seen Spiritual beliefs on a tat, blue green....

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Skins coloring book...

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Like surreal paintings, today's tattoos are phantasmagorical works of art. And unlike traditional blacks and blues, infuse color and shading from the start. It's worth a little clenching and wincing, to attain light and shadow interplay. They're so realistic and convincing; tats are on another level today. No longer fading away like a bruise, indelible inks, ink modern pieces. And talented artists engage their muse to...

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On the human skin engraved And for long seconds watched by The Enslaved To the speechless delight of Spirit of the Eyes Brazenly walking away with a victory, giant-size: Self-pitying sighs From The Holy Ghost Not remembered at His invisible but nearby post. A great saver of precious Time Now becomes Time’s Reckless Spender, No longer valuing the accruing...

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Now I enter public school Where religion is against the rules You may deface your arms with tattoos But don't speak of God, that's taboo Shave your head or color it green Elect a transgender homecoming queen Just don't study the Bible; it's obscene Since progressive values it may demean Study Marx & Lenin, Malcom X Start a chat group...

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He said he likes my tattoos. I said "Yes but darling can you kiss all my scars?" The tattoos are beautiful but self-inflicted. What about the wounds I never asked for? Tiny imperfections, pinpricked from years of abuse....

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Why not grow, a goatee or a beard if you think, you look really weird Why not wear, those three-quarter shorts if you think, your legs look like warts Why not wear, no belt with your pants if you think, your rear end is for glance Why not put those studs on your body if you think, you were born a zombie Why...

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secret tattoos a three-masted schooner tattoo on his bare chest my father tosses us each high into the air and we squeal with delight make it sail for...

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Make An Exception This is what I want you to do. Make an exception because this is ME. I want you to make an exception each and every time. I'm unique and not like the others. I'm no sheep or herd animal. I reserve the right to be an exception. This is my personal right. And...

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red leaves bled tattoos instead on a cement stead like a leafy tire tread Autumn story to be read fall entertainment for the head of red leaves that soon to wet ground fled 11/4/19 Rhyming Nonet Poetry Contest Sponsored by: charles messina...

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red maple leaves make stains cement tattoos on rain-soaked sidewalks from autumn’s hazy mist that wash away with nighttime downpours into fall memories of pathways walked once in summer bliss 8/24/19 Autumn or September or October Nonet Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Caren Krutsinger...

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