Dear Readers,
So I have had this little piece of exciting news under my hat for a while now, but I can finally open up about a project I have been involved in.
I have had a long-standing adoration for poetry and writing it. I would do it as a way to express myself and for many years, it was written purely for myself.
It wasn't until I saw an advertisement for a poetry competition that I thought perhaps I could enter some of my poems.
One of my poems was chosen and I was told it would be published amongst other writer's just like me who are looking for a lucky break into the creative industry.
Tattoos –
He was too scared to commit,
With tattoos upon his skin.
He told me nothing lasts forever,
With inscriptions etched in his pores.
He said he could not cope with pain,
With designs upon his skin.
Each pinch and sting from
needle and ink seemed somehow
worthwhile to him.
He shied away from the realities of living,
Maybe I was not a work of art
or even worth committing.
He rather liked to cover up
the fact we were a thing.
Not show off what was on his arm,
I was his momentary fling.
Perhaps I was not his forever,
But his here and now.
It seems I was not worth the affliction,
For he rubbed my tattooed kiss from his lips.
He walked away and to this day,
I see I was nothing
but a stick on,
wet down,
temporary tattoo.
Below is a short interview I did for Ripple's Podcast explaining how the piece came about:
I would also like to share the work of my friend, Synne Johnsson who has had her piece published on the Ripple website.
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I would love to know what you think of my piece. Also, if you would like to purchase the anthology, it can bought in Waterstones and WHSmith stores in London.
Stay Sweet,
Alice xx