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TATTOO YOU

Poetry Contest Description
You are a tattoo. Tell us what you, who put you there, and why. INCLUDE A PICTURE.
No limit on words.
Poetic license on style.
Collaborations accepted (both poets will get credit if selected as the winner).
Two entries per poet.
Good luck to everyone.
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Poetic license on style.
Collaborations accepted (both poets will get credit if selected as the winner).
Two entries per poet.
Good luck to everyone.
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BlackVelvetRose
Ragdoll Raven
6
Joined 26th Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 86
Ragdoll Raven
Thought Provoker


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drogedarain
CriticalMass
2
Joined 26th Jan 2012
Forum Posts: 93
CriticalMass
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Flight Of The Flame
The flame is always there lingering in
the background of our souls…
Waiting for our minds to come in sync
with our true spirit within…
When this occurs the flame will take flight
like the grace of a butterfly freshly
out of it’s cocoon…
The flight of the flame is now in motion,
gracefully heading in all the right directions…
She placed me there as a reminder, that
faith in adversity will keep her at the top,
nothing will ever stop her flame from burning…
Not even her periodic monsoon of tears…
Flight Of The Flame
The flame is always there lingering in
the background of our souls…
Waiting for our minds to come in sync
with our true spirit within…
When this occurs the flame will take flight
like the grace of a butterfly freshly
out of it’s cocoon…
The flight of the flame is now in motion,
gracefully heading in all the right directions…
She placed me there as a reminder, that
faith in adversity will keep her at the top,
nothing will ever stop her flame from burning…
Not even her periodic monsoon of tears…
NotTheProtagonist
Joined 14th Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 8
Strange Creature

Forum Posts: 8
Look down at your wrist, at the name there.
It is me, I am within the swirls of lettering.
His name is the one you most regret,
But it is the one you cannot forget.
For here he lies, upon your veins
Where your life-blood flows.
It's amazing how your heart still beats
After every one of your romantic retreats.
You know the ones, I know you do.
Every one would end in pain.
Physical or mental, a roll of the dice
They think you'll do anything, for a price.
So his name sits within your skin
As the knife blade settles in
You're sorry, you say, you truly are
But don't tell me
Tell dead grandpa.
It is me, I am within the swirls of lettering.
His name is the one you most regret,
But it is the one you cannot forget.
For here he lies, upon your veins
Where your life-blood flows.
It's amazing how your heart still beats
After every one of your romantic retreats.
You know the ones, I know you do.
Every one would end in pain.
Physical or mental, a roll of the dice
They think you'll do anything, for a price.
So his name sits within your skin
As the knife blade settles in
You're sorry, you say, you truly are
But don't tell me
Tell dead grandpa.
Magdalena
62
Joined 21st Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 3006
Tyrant of Words


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Live Art
His artistic hand moved
over a canvas of skin
releasing blood as my ink mixed
and black lines came into view
It was the creation of me
at the hand of my maker
he inked me with love and passion
I became one with flesh and blood
I am wild red poppies
alive with the movement of her form
I will die with her one day
but until then
I am living breathing art
A beauty upon a beauty
buried into her flesh
at needle point
a burn with the drag
I came into view
full bloom
No longer alone
in the field of red poppies
blowing in the breeze
until I wither and die
I am now home
on her warm flesh
until the day we die
Live Art
His artistic hand moved
over a canvas of skin
releasing blood as my ink mixed
and black lines came into view
It was the creation of me
at the hand of my maker
he inked me with love and passion
I became one with flesh and blood
I am wild red poppies
alive with the movement of her form
I will die with her one day
but until then
I am living breathing art
A beauty upon a beauty
buried into her flesh
at needle point
a burn with the drag
I came into view
full bloom
No longer alone
in the field of red poppies
blowing in the breeze
until I wither and die
I am now home
on her warm flesh
until the day we die
Magdalena
62
Joined 21st Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 3006
Tyrant of Words


Forum Posts: 3006
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Bone And Corset
I brought the inside out
barely clothed in skin
tracks of darkness on show
a visual fascination
The hand that perfected me
was passionate
magical
he brought me to life
with each thread of string
and boned track
Flowers frayed at the edges
pulling back the skin corset
revealing the dark world beneath
I am a view that entrances
tempting fingers long to trace
my fine eerie form
as my alluring pull beckons
There is blood mixed with my ink
I pulsate in living flesh
"come to me"
let me become part of you
wear me and breathe me in
Let me be your corset.......
Bone And Corset
I brought the inside out
barely clothed in skin
tracks of darkness on show
a visual fascination
The hand that perfected me
was passionate
magical
he brought me to life
with each thread of string
and boned track
Flowers frayed at the edges
pulling back the skin corset
revealing the dark world beneath
I am a view that entrances
tempting fingers long to trace
my fine eerie form
as my alluring pull beckons
There is blood mixed with my ink
I pulsate in living flesh
"come to me"
let me become part of you
wear me and breathe me in
Let me be your corset.......
waynehowell
1
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 48
Twisted Dreamer


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i planned to be a part of you and be with you forever
that little devil on your arm, that wasnt really that clever
it may have been there all those years while i got older
a devil of ink which in turn created a devil on my shoulder
talking to me every day, filling me with shame
telling me what a dick i was for putting underneith your name
people said i would regret it, having a girls name on my arm
but back then i thought i would keep you forever with my charm
but the devil on my shoulder was laughing at me each day
saying "do you really think its gonna be forever"? "ha ha ha NO WAY"
your just a little stupid boy and you might not feel it yet
but one day mark my words you tit you will be full of regret
i was wrong, he was right, i was still young and not bothered
until i met my real true love and his voice said "get it covered"
its now transformed and hid under a large black tribal sign
but the devil on my shoulder has stayed with me to try and keep me inline
repeating in my ear each day, over and over again
dont be a dickhead again and never tatoo a name










waynehowell
1
Joined 11th July 2012
Forum Posts: 48
Twisted Dreamer


Forum Posts: 48
SORRY, FOR SOME REASON I AM UNABLE TO ATTACH A PICTURE

Fellow poets...Will be back soon with a winner. Thanks. Strider :)
lynnlovesmetal
Joined 16th Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 7
Strange Creature
Forum Posts: 7
I was right at the point of submitting when it ended. Bummer
lynnlovesmetal
Joined 16th Nov 2012
Forum Posts: 7
Strange Creature
Forum Posts: 7
I was stuck on getting an image in my post. Still have no clue how but here is my poem anyways:
Forever a part of me
That little bit of you
Your initial in a heart
Crowned with a halo
It was created in remembrance
Of the love we shared
Growing up in a house of pain
With a mad man at the helm
You turned to drugs and
The drugs won in the end
Forever a tattoo
Forever a part of you
Forever a part of me
That little bit of you
Your initial in a heart
Crowned with a halo
It was created in remembrance
Of the love we shared
Growing up in a house of pain
With a mad man at the helm
You turned to drugs and
The drugs won in the end
Forever a tattoo
Forever a part of you

Fellow Poets,
I appreciate those of you who submitted a poem~all were nice to read. I realize some of you could not get the picture feature to work--it was a requirement, but I let it slide.
After reading a few more times, the winners are as follows:
First Place Magdalena (Bone and Corset)
Runner-Up CriticalMass (Flight of The Flame)
First Runner-Up waynehowell
Also, thanks to NotTheProtagonist and lynnlovesmetal for participating, too!
Keep writing and putting yourself out there~Many others and I appreciate it!!!
Strider
I appreciate those of you who submitted a poem~all were nice to read. I realize some of you could not get the picture feature to work--it was a requirement, but I let it slide.
After reading a few more times, the winners are as follows:
First Place Magdalena (Bone and Corset)
Runner-Up CriticalMass (Flight of The Flame)
First Runner-Up waynehowell
Also, thanks to NotTheProtagonist and lynnlovesmetal for participating, too!
Keep writing and putting yourself out there~Many others and I appreciate it!!!
Strider

Magdalena
62
Joined 21st Apr 2012
Forum Posts: 3006
Tyrant of Words


Forum Posts: 3006
Thank you Strider, shame more people didn't enter. Well done CriticalMass (drogedarain) and waynehowell.