Tattoos Poems - Poems about Tattoos

...Indigo ink dreams Dripping from heart Tattoos tongue with kinetic kiss Green electric buzz like sip Of fine blueberry wine so sweet Dreamy turquoise love touch Filling me up with red desire On......Read the rest...

... I melt into the plural sky its rippling tableaus of tomorrow underneath open light waves see-saws the labyrinth like Delphi tendrils crossing channels all the changing faces played automati......Read the rest...

...they fly through the streets on ten speed bikes wearing tight speedos delighting their men showing off tattoos and ***** three well-known grannies who have taught the town to play......Read the rest...

... You smiled ear to ear Probably thought you look super weird But I don’t mind it I wish I could show you it was all okay Looking at it now I wouldn’t change a thing You might get a......Read the rest...

...Skins coloring book......Read the rest...

...Em had said, “Hedrick is so gorgeous now, he will dazzle your eyes out”. We met him at a posh restaurant; both his arms were covered with tattoos. He would have looked tough if I had not known him a......Read the rest...

...A voice of pure honey Too bad you have that face Busking in this alley Seems an appropriate place You are so skilled Woodcarving is in your soul Without that wheelchair You could be free to ......Read the rest...

...Whispers and sighs, softest of smiles Reveal the music playing in the heart. Beautiful rhymes, soothing the nights, Stirring joy, faith and love – Breaths of prayers, some silent, Some echoes......Read the rest...

...Ten after four in the AM. I wait for my daughter’s death with a cup of coffee at the kitchen table, thinking maybe tonight’s the night. She hasn’t been breathing well at all, all day and tonight......Read the rest...

...When your heart corresponds with your mind, then, give it a shot, you write back to me what expressions you so badly need to bleed; the characterisation of letters are alphabe......Read the rest...

...In the heart of the Pacific, where waves cradle secrets, **Tatau** emerges—a sacred script etched upon skin, A symphony of charcoal rivers, whispered stories, **Samoan souls bloom**. **Pe'a**, ......Read the rest...

...to forgive is within me even forgetting lives there but memory works differently all I hear is 'beware', 'tread carefully' and I zone out... before I know it, the avoidance is the problem and I......Read the rest...

...I was a knowledgeable color expert, with a degree in enthralling color theory, And was proficient with color related software, like evening sun grown weary. With cognizance of color psychology, a......Read the rest...

...Sometimes life is a Still Frame and I know others aren't as Broken As Me. I can Pretend My Pain Away but I can't Just Be Happy. You can talk about Who I Am or who I was but I will never Give Up To (M......Read the rest...

...I didn’t want to write this poem, But how could I refuse When every day I read or hear More horror in the news? The Mideast situation’s Always had opposing views And sadly, when there’s fight......Read the rest...