I have seen some gawd-awful tattoos
Oh, it isn’t the theme so much…
it is the foolishness of letting
a needle that is marking permanence
and making marks that will last forever
be wielded by a clumsy hand,
a hand unloving, a hand unkind
worse, a hand that simply doesn’t care
or even know to care or have a clue
what Tender Mercy is
(on the wings of a snow white dove…)
I am thankful for Their Needle, Their Words,
Their Implacable Mercies that zing
again and again and again
to render marks eternal
indelible on my soul, forever
and rend my skin irrelevant
because They have become
Tattooed On My Heart
Charissa's Grace Notes 
Brilliant leap from the opening image to the metaphorical significance, which manages to be so incredibly profound in such a short space. You are a true artist with words. xxx
Sigh…Elli the best comments are when someone gets the point…and can tick off what I was attempting.
I love when you comment, because then I know that I got across what was inside me…
Don’t get me wrong, I love just a good old “like” very much… But to know it hummed and sang inside another, well that is sublime!