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sharp steel scratches
ink spills in and stains
tender skin of fifteen years
with a buzz, sting, buzz, sting,
and I know this is just another melody
lost in our battle song.
my riotous response to
every no you uttered,
and the yes I drew
in muttered tones when
you couldn’t have heard
pictures painted in sacrifice
return in a moments reflection
glimmers of such freedom
that fearlessness is.
standing here today
behind kitchen sink smiles
a fire spark ignites the clockwork
winding me backwards, and
my rebel calls again with a
buzz, sting, buzz, sting
Written for this weeks rebellious Poetics prompt over at dVerse Poets Pub where Stuart McPherson is tending bar.
this is just another melody
lost in our battle song…for every no you gave…nice…and yep rebellion can def a response to the restrictive environs…snap back of the rubber band…so you got a tat? where is the pic of yours?
Two so far, and a big one in the pipeline very very soon sir… rebellion or mid life? Not sure, but not sure I care either!
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WAY too addicted to that buzz, sting, buzz, sting…for now all can be hidden and I can still rock the skirt suit…if I’m forced
Check out my Metamorphosis piece if you get a chance…you’ll see how well I can relate 
Oh yes indeed, the best way to do it. I will be over to see you just as soon as I have the kids all put to bed and I can settle down with a glass and my laptop… It’s been ages since I’ve joined in, a use couple of weeks xx
i remember doing all kind of things cause just because my parents said i shouldn’t do them… never got a tattoo though..ha..have some on my soul though…and can relate to the buzz..sting..
love the buzz sting in here. Well done, and it is a rebellion you wear forever. Loved this.
I do remember when tattoos were kind of a rebellious gesture (by young women), but now they seem much the norm. I like ‘buzz, sting.’ Never had a tattoo, but I can picture that this is how it would feel.
Yes they were and I remember being told no way, nice girls don’t have tattoos… well that was red rag to a bull of course
Cool write … Like Mary I remember when tattoos were rebellious and now they seem as the norm. Nice pic
my riotous response to
every no you uttered,
and the yes I drew
in muttered tones when
you couldn’t have heard
Very much enjoyed these lines, an the poem as a whole actually. This is a subject close to my heart. I think tattooing is, and always has been related to rebellion. Personally speaking, my reasons for getting tattooed were definitely to stick two fingers up at the world (as childish as that might sound)… I guess they were my way of saying….’ I’m doing my on thing despite what you think’….and i love ho you captured that essence here…even if you are now laying on the sofa being a mardy arse…:)
Oh bugger off
Buzz sting buzz – that’s exactly how I imagine the tattoo parlour. I don’t have a tat – and now I’m rebellin by not getting one! Nice write.
Good for you, ha ha! Thanks Tony.
Tatoos are the epitomy of rebillion! The picture rocks. My favorite verses are 4, 5, and 6…..buzz, sting…a melody, a battle song…I like it.
Thanks for stopping by Jessica, glad some lines jumped out of this for you.
I just love this! Beautiful flow.
pictures painted in sacrifice is a GREAT line!!
dear brother
This makes me smile. The first tattoo is often an act of rebellion.
I love this part: “every no you uttered, and the yes I drew in muttered tones”
Indelibly inked.
this is just fantastic…especially for an entire new generation expressing themselves through body ink. Well crafted and well done.
Getting a tattoo was my first rebellious act as a teenager. I loved it so much I got another shortly after!
There’s a time in your life when you have to do the things everyone says you shouldn’t do. This gorgeous poem says why.
Nice take on the rebel’s call
Powerful piece
love it!
Really like the idea of relating the tattoo to rebellion here. Definitely see it. anytime one wants to craft a message upon themselves, well, what else can compare in terms of conviction and belief. I’ve always wanted to get more myself, have one, and just after I got it, I was eager for the second, designed and all, but twenty years later, just never happened, and now, I don’t know where I’m at, just hasn’t been something I’d thought of lately. Again, love the connection, love the way you brought the sound into the piece with the stylus sound. Lots of excellent reflection in here as well. Thanks
Maybe it’s just me, but with this prompt, I’ve read some amazing rebel yells! This is counted among them. Fantastically written!
I’ve always wanted a tattoo…but was too afraid to get one…or maybe just because my mother said I couldn’t…
Tattoo and rebellion a perfect match and so brilliantly done a great write