
Relax, it’s only henna! I get a Mayan tattoo on my lower leg every time I go to the beach. It fulfills all my contradictory impulses.
Change of Mind
Tattooed pierced and branded, or to be marked for life
with patterns carved into the skin with a sterile knife?
I cannot help but tell you that I find it very strange–
this trend to decorate ourselves by means that we can’t change.
When I was in my twenties, I bought a gorgeous hat
of pink and blue with colored plumes that swayed this way and that.
But what if I had had it sewn forever to my head,
so when I desired a wedding veil, I had feathers instead?
What if those chandelier earrings I found so cool in my teens
were implanted so I couldn’t take them off by any means?
So when I trekked across the jungles, weaving through the trees,
those earrings caught upon the vines and brought me to my knees?
My hair would be a helmet, and my eyes would look so queer
if worn like I did at twenty with eyeliner ear to ear.
So I cannot help but think this child with corks stretching her lobes
might regret them in her forties as she dons her judge’s robes.
Or the youngsters with the tongue studs, one day when they are men
might regret it as the shots they drink leak out onto their chin.
I’m so glad those mini skirts I wore—a poor choice even then––
are not still sewn upon my hips now that I am more Zen.
Thank God those darker outlined colors that made our lips less thin
and those psychedelic tie-dyes are not printed in our skin.
For although our taste was laughable, at least we can repent–
for the choices that we made in youth were not permanent.

And, that hat mentioned in the poem? It really existed and still does, although no, I have not worn it in over 40 years. Here it is, a side view!
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Tattoo….You?.” Do you have a tattoo? If so, what’s the story behind your ink? If you don’t have a tattoo, what might you consider getting emblazoned on you skin?
You’ve set to rhyme what I’ve often thought, but could not say. You a lady of many talents. Press on. You have a calling.
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Henna is the answer to I want one, but maybe I don’t. But maybe I do. But …
And that’s a very nice one!
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I forgot to wash the Henna off after the required 3 hours. The tattoo itself lasts for a few weeks, but you can wash the outer residue off. It ended up imprinting my bottom sheet with this image–about 6 times!! I was renting and they never said anything about their new sheet design. Ha.
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Reblogged this on Relax– and commented:
Wisdom!
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Thanks, Relax. If you ever come to Mexico, I’ll let you borrow my hat!
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I’m glad tattoos weren’t in fashion when I was a youngster. I’d be a mess, I’m sure.
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I ditto that ! Can’t go through the pain. You are a natural poet, rhyme everything so well. Impressive.
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Thanks, S n S! My main problem isn’t even the pain…I had eyeliner tattooed on and it was excruciating…then lasted less than a year! I just don’t like the idea of having to looki at the same ornament every day for the rest of my life. And since most tattoos have significance, they don’t leave much room for change. What was important to me in my 20’s are not the same things important to me now…and there’s only so much body to record our preferences! Ha.
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Very true. I feel same for relations. The things which used to hurt me in my 20s no more bother me in my 40s. I let it go and don’t allow anyone to take away my peace of mind.
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I agree 100%! This is one regret I won’t have. I haven’t retried it yet, but henna is definitely the way to go!
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Great thought here. Tattooing is very commonplace in Australia at present. I have not succumbed, nor have I even had my ears pierced, though I’d love to be able to wear some of those gorgeous earrings. Ageing tattoos are not very attractive, but I do love the idea of henna ones. 🙂
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I so agree! Love how you wrote it 🙂
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9th graders should be made to memorize this..I love it!
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