Long Cautionary tale Poems

The Picture of Dorian Gray: Paint Me As An Event
The Picture of Dorian Gray, a decent fanciful novel by Irish writer Oscar Wilde, published in 1890. The novel, the only one written by Wilde, had...

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‘An interesting guy I think,’
People might say on meeting you for the first time,
Oh yes, I’ve come to know you too well.
Thank God for the Internet,
Although there are bodies in your wake,
And stench follows you...

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You Know Who You Are! 

I know that you probably know who you are...
Abusers who prey on women (or men) .
Your aberrance mostly extends to the weak, 
Your generosity just serves other's pain
And, of course,...

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"The Broken Valkyrie"



when 
the artificial 
sun 
replaced 
true Light,
revolution 
was a forgotten 
Valkyrie, 
Liberty 
had been 
put to bed
broken whore 
of Babylon
no longer holding
the torch for anyone;

women and men 
grew to love 
their servitude,
complacency 
skewered...

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Which late afternoon/ early evening
today adventuristic, edenic, and idyllic
April 13th, 2021
pitch perfect weather
serves as temporary tonic
to balm away blues.

Like a tumbleweed
aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely wobegon open wide
prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously
epitomized by...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across the infinitely open and wide prairie land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages the metaphorical landscape 
of one measly mortal malcontent male
bumping and scraping...

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Like a tumbleweed aimlessly blowing in the wind
across infinitely open and wide prairie home companion land
(which wasteland famously epitomized by T.S. Elliot)
a barren vista ravages metaphorical landscape
of one measly mortal malcontent male
bumping and scraping along...

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Lately i have been studiously going
over and delving into John Lennon's 
back catalogue of work

And what I learned and took from it
from it is this

It seems as if he really suffered for his
art what came...

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Everybody still has bits and pieces that make us human, traits from a time before we became convoluted replicas unwittingly tracing our steps to the grave. We all started with hearts full of desire, souls...

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Rags To Threadbare Tatters...
(a true “FAKE” story
how Mein Kampf - chill as hoary
frost – and totaling lacking glory.)

A woeful disgraceful
cautionary tale stitched
     from the barest thread
harkens back half life
  ...

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**Content warning: depicts abuse (please skip to one of my more lightheaded poems if one needs to).


To you, your abuse began as a game or joke, 
so insidious, so quietly inhumane, 
a spontaneous, cautionary tale,...

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Aye, the rub perhaps is this,
For dreams to come, there must be life,
Of sorts, though what man defined life
Or knows its scope or plumbs God’s poorest joke?

____________________________________
[Did you hear the one about the Jewish race
God...

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SMOKERS CAUTIONARY TALE
 
In the haze of smoke, a cautionary tale,
I weave a poem of the cigarette's trail.
A tale of danger lurking in the ember's glow,
Of the destructive nature we all should know.
Behold the allure...

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An Oracle, ‘’ a cautionary tale’’

The man was called upon to help he went, heart full of love, not his own 

but (put there) questions and laughter..are  (you surely sent) then test the

spirits was...

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This place is tucked out of the way,
across river from the city,
most folks don’t even know it’s here,
and I suppose that’s a pity.

Maybe the truck-stop that it serves
is what drives some people away,
but their hash-browns...

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At last it has arrived, 
let there be no doubt. 
That everyone goes crazy 
at the Christmas staff night out. 

Now Santa took the sleigh. 
He did not stop to think. 
For that was very...

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The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown, but longed for still, and his tune is heard on the distant hill, for the caged bird sings of freedom-
Maya Angelou


Reality may be a...

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A second ago.
Yes just a second,
she was beautiful 
beyond comparison.
Not a wrinkle or a frown line.
Succulent lips, 
glowing skin.
Gorgeous hair 
cascading down her back.
Even her hands were elegant.
Men and women alike 
looked upon her with...

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A cursed thing whose time has come
       and I find myself with hate.
I'm not yet ready and the clock is ticking,
        my...

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It says be careful, extra careful, Just imagine the problems if you weren’t
Keep your head down
Watch your words
The little voice in my head that lives in paranoia is protective of me
It holds a sign that...

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In shadows cast by sorrow's shroud,
There dwells a girl, her voice not loud,
Unwanted whispers fill her mind,
By kin, by friend, by spouse unkind.

Alone she walks through halls of pain,
In solitude, her tears like rain,
The echoes...

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But, my friend said, if Goldilocks was alive today her story would be different:
we’re just so used to the fairy tale message, the simplified right and wrong of it.

Women today are too afraid to walk...

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TWYLA THARP AND 
INTERSTATE 81 

I had been watching a documentary
about a white-haired woman, a legendary
master of creative processes whose intensity
of focus was a cautionary tale of explosive ideas
at the expense of deep love directly...

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The First Murder
"Both of you son's of mine,
    Bring me the fruit and wine!"
Like a cheetah stalking it's prey,
   My brother and I raced outside.
To please our father's heart,
 ...

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By Laura Dee Battle
May 10, 2015

My legs are growing heavy from all the miles behind
Perpetually erasing time, like a memory in rewind
A muse I used to hold has left me in the cold
Now I'm left...

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