Traditional style colour tattoo of an anchor with rope, a Mom banner, red hearts and a red rose with yellow flowers and green leaves, on the upper arm.

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Anchor, rose and Mom banner on an upper arm

Traditional · Upper arm · Mixed · Photo

A traditional style tattoo shows a grey anchor wrapped in rope, with a ribbon banner reading Mom across its shank. Below, a red rose, two red hearts, yellow flowers and green leaves form a symmetrical arrangement. Bold black outlines and smooth colour fills are used on the anchor and florals, with grey shading on the metal, and the design sits on an upper arm.

Traditional Upper arm Anchor Rope Banner Mom Heart Rose Flower Leaves

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

She climbed to the broken keep every evening when the tide turned, though nobody had lived in the castle since the last lord died without an heir. Ellen Marr carried a red rose in her apron pocket, pressed flat between two slates from the old roof, and she laid it on the anchor at the foot of the gatehouse steps before the light went. The sea had dragged that anchor out of the cove in the winter gales. It lay now among the nettles, black with weed, its rope still knotted through the ring.

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Her son Joseph had tied that rope himself the morning he sailed with the herring fleet. He had stitched the word Mom in red thread on a strip of ribbon and bound it across the shank, so that any man who pulled him from the water would know whose boy he was. The men of Skerrow said the Lark had gone down off the Dogger, and that the sea was slow to give things back. Ellen said nothing to them. She had never once believed the sea would keep him.

On the ninth evening of the new moon, a small boat came round the headland under the keep, rowed by a lad in a coat much too big for him. He climbed the steps with his palms raw, looked at the rose, then at the faded ribbon, and stopped. She did not ask him where he had been. She untied the ribbon from the anchor, folded it over his wrist, and told him the kettle was on at home, though it had been on for nine days.