Etched Words In Ink (another messed up sonnet type thing)

by CJ Maleney   Nov 5, 2018


As the needles pierce and puncture skin,
Another name is added in.
The names of those I've lost and love,
Many reside with Gods above.
The criss cross letters on my arm,
Are born of love and not self harm.
To say I shall not deny or worse forget,
Through pain and ink my blood is let.
When body fails and mind turned to sludge,
I'll still read those names of love.
To remind me in those twilight times,
Your light is bright and shines with mine.

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  • 5 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Judge's Comment:

    A brutally honest piece about the pain of life: loving, losing, and sometimes worst of all — experiencing. A glimmer of hope is grasped by CJ, that even in his darkest times he still has that love, those names and experiences, to be a light to guide him through. This is a touching tribute to the power of the people in our lives, and how important it is to surround yourself with love. Even if you don’t realize it, as CJ says, “when [your] body fails and [your] mind turns to sludge”, that love is what you will hold onto as a souvenir. Perhaps CJ was attempting a sonnet-type thing, but he truly succeeded in making a moving poem.

    -Stephen

  • 5 years ago

    by Paul Hirst

    Tattoos on our Souls
    Love it

  • 5 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Congratulations on a fantastic front page Craig - I did read this throughout the week but was so *ahem* tied up I didn't have time to comment.
    Take care x

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      I'm sure I don't know what you mean lol.

      Thanks em x

  • 5 years ago

    by Jamie

    Congrats on the win

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      Thank you.

      Hope all is well with you

      Regards

      Craig

  • 5 years ago

    by Brenda

    Love this Craig...permanently marking these names, shows on your arm, forever in your heart.

    • 5 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      It's a work in progress Bren.

      I only came up with the idea recently. I have a phrase tattooed and came up with the idea of having names running through it. Not all have passed as my kids names will run through it too. When it's a little more complete it should look a little like a crossword lattice. X

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