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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365990" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Tattooed Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He looked like a common sailor<br>As he wandered up from the port, <br>Carried his swag on his shoulder, <br>Wore a cap of the jaunty sort, <br>His eyes were livid and bloodshot, <br>Staring, under a tattooed brow, <br>And on his cheeks, a scatter of stars<br>As seen from an old ship's prow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He stopped at the Mariners Arms<br>And bought a room on the upper floor, <br>Went out and stood on the balcony, <br>And stared on down at the square, <br>He'd left his shirt in the tiny room, <br>His torso, full in view, <br>There wasn't an inch of his sailor skin<br>Untouched by a bright tattoo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His arms were covered in serpents<br>Writhing up, and under his chin, <br>His shoulders, Chinese Characters, <br>Of Ports, where he might have been, <br>His sides were covered in fungi<br>Found in tropical forest glades, <br>And down on his muscular midriff<br>The ubiquitous Queen of Spades.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there on his chest in colours<br>Very subtle, and so refined, <br>There lay a naked woman <br>Baring all as she lay reclined, <br>Her lips were coloured in scarlet gloss<br>And pursed in a sensual pout, <br>Her eyes a searching, brilliant blue<br>That would find her lover out.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He turned away from the village square<br>And rested back on the rail, <br>So now the tattoos across his back<br>Could be seen... a Schooner's sail, <br>With storm-filled clouds and a rising swell<br>As the breakers slid on by, <br>And over the top, above it all<br>A piercing, staring eye! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">For every passer-by that stared<br>The eye had stared them back, <br>Had stared right into the guilty soul<br>Where every sin was black! <br>And hairs rose up on the back of the neck, <br>And shivers ran down the spine, <br>As guilt drove men to the 'Man of War'<br>To drown their fears in wine! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I... I came to the Mariners Arms<br>And I saw the tattoos there, <br>And the woman, bared on the sailor's chest<br>Made me quake and shake in fear, <br>For the face was unmistakable, <br>I had left her safe at home, <br>That face of lust was the woman I trust, <br>Was the wife I knew as Joan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For days the sailor prowled the streets<br>And he peered through windows there, <br>But he never wore a shirt nor coat, <br>And he kept his torso bare, <br>The tattoos seemed to come to life<br>As he moved, they moved with him, <br>I saw the serpents flickering tongues<br>Reach out, and under his chin! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And from his back, the eye stared out<br>Made strong men weak and quail, <br>Their knees gave way as it stared them down<br>And they felt their courage fail, <br>Then Joan saw him in the market place, <br>And stood there, hypnotized, <br>As she stared at the face on the sailor's chest, <br>And he pierced her, with his eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw her enter the Mariners Arms<br>And I tried to call her back, <br>But she walked like one in a crazy dream<br>And I heard her call him, 'Jack...'<br>They disappeared up the stairway, <br>Made their way to the upper floor, <br>I had raced to the top of the stairs when they<br>Went in, and locked the door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out in the street, the clouds rolled in<br>And the sea beat up on the shore, <br>The rain came down in a torrent, <br>Lightning flashed at the old Inn door, <br>Then he came out on the balcony, <br>Turned round, and showed his back, <br>Clung to the mast of the Schooner<br>There was a woman, dressed in black! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I followed the sailor down the street<br>In the wind and the pouring rain, <br>As lightning lit the storm on his back<br>And the woman screamed in pain, <br>But on his chest was an open space<br>And the eye had stared me down, <br>As he boarded a battered Schooner, <br>And then sailed away from the town! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">24 August 2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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As he wandered up from the port, 
Carried his swag on his shoulder, 
Wore a cap of the jaunty sort, 
His eyes were livid and bloodshot, 
Staring, under a tattooed brow, 
And on his cheeks, a scatter of stars
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