Steel Paint Brush

I wrote this for one of my favorite Tattoo Artists

You turn fantasy to reality

Form dreams in a splash of ink

Stories are told in a painted on image

A map of a life seen through

Blue and black hues

With your steel paint brush

A thousand lives you touch

To transform the mediocre

Into the spectacular

To turn ordinary

Into extraordinary

With your hand

And your mind

And your brush

And your ink

You pull what is inside

Out for the world to see

And as the breathing canvas

Writhes ‘neath your

Screaming needle

You pay it no mind

For wee writhing mortals

Cannot compare

To the faeries and dragons

Flowers, b*****s and devils

The demons, the angels

The evil little sisters

The tigers, the cartoons

And all of the roses

That your children

Your boys

Your girls

And their friends

Will carry with them

To the end of their days

Even the words

Singing your praise

Fall short of your work

They fall short by far

For if these mere words

Could describe all you’ve touched

Then, my dear, you

Wouldn’t have need

Of your steel paint brush

Reviews

[Kenaz]

Amazing, as if the tattoo artist were an alchemist, turning skin to gold.

[Sean Kuchman]

If you have a good enough artist, sometimes they do :)