Long Scylla Poems

Of Fate And The Choosing Between Scylla and Charybdis
(From Continued Greek Heroes And Mythology Series)
Part Two....
referenced, 
*Scylla and Charybdis, *Homer, *Iliad and The Odyssey, *Hades, *Heaven

Of Fate And The Choosing Between Scylla and Charybdis
(From Continued...

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Take your own sweet time, and let others keep time.
Tea for two always ends up in a hell-uv-a bellowing brew ;    
        tea and sympathy...

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CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 3


Catullus VII: 'How Many Kisses'
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

You ask, Lesbia, how many kisses
are enough, or more than enough, to satisfy me?

As many as the Libyan sands
swirling in incense-bearing Cyrene
between the torrid...

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So once again, with grim countenance, the ship sailed on with all bemoaning their woes
Till calm seas prevailed, with balmy sun, sweet zephyr song, they came to Helios' shores.
Helios, calm god of the day, smiled...

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I'd met you, like a lad meeting his neighbor little lass,
Charmed to you at very first sight, I stood like a dumb ass; 
As tabooed lover admiring his darling, I stood far,
Thirst of bathing in...

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Automobile prohibitive maintenance costs
pitches me pitifully begging for alms
lamenting dog forsaken
melon collie unpleasant circumstances
pleading with outstretched palms
disgraced to beg, perhaps donate
major organ and/or entire body

to ease vehicular qualms
aha... methinks the missus could pose
as ventriloquist after...

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We let loose the untamed winds
As boulders crashed eleven ships were lost
With storm unabated into the Laestrygons we ran
T'was one lone ship which hit Circe's land

As boulders crashed eleven ships were lost
Fair isle it was...

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Enea, at the Scottish Court

The critics claim that this is far the worst
of all the frescoes.  Enea the star?  No
inkling here.  Can that be James the First?

And that’s the Clyde?  It...

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spoke kin like 
a true non establishmentarian.

Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit
renders requiem welcoming thee to visit,
no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine)
necessitates applying figurative tourniquet
to staunch potential
life threatening hemorrhage
oozing out fifty shades of
your gray cerebral...

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smitten with a forsaken long lost love 
     XXX plus years ago,
aye since didst roam'n o'er hill and dale 
     as one heart broken beau

twas being cow...

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Wily wordsmith wields wisdom and wit
renders requiem welcoming thee to visit,
no matter foisting poetic riffraff (mine)
necessitates applying figurative tourniquet
to staunch potential

life threatening hemorrhage
oozing out fifty shades of
your gray cerebral moon unit,
thus best be extremely cautious
heed...

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Greek mythological
drama flourishes,
nee thrives within
noggin of yours truly
gods and goddesses
sporting Hellenic origins

purportedly cavort
higgledy-piggledy
rampantly running ragged
ruminative raconteur
resultant rueful end product
wreckage of present day me

chafing amidst yesteryear's adversities
shadow boxing doppelganger nemesis
fetus in fetu maintaining stranglehold
choking ability to...

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And so they sailed, on and on, uncharted were where they went, till they came to Hade's land
Dark and grey and dismal was the land where wraiths and shadows wandered on the sand
There they held...

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Hattie L. Rogers

1844 – 1917


The playing cards of life are a stacked deck.
As soon as you begin to breathe
You begin to die and disintegrate.
All of the winners in life  
Eventually end up the losers.
You...

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Woe to you Lust
Nemesis of men whose conscience you manipulate and ensnare
Reducing their pituitary gland to impotent dust
Singing their future and dignity with no iota of care 

To plunge King David to his downfall
Steal from...

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Villanelle: French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
  
     Dedicated to the great French actor, Off Course!

French Gourmand once sailed to the Isle of Ewe
Must you invite high...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : Part XII

IF you pull a mighty long face
Such as even Bollywood can't display
Put not the blame on the mixed human race
The fault most likely comes from animal DNA

Now...

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Tell me, Casanova, how long you’ll pine
On sodden sleeves your heart you’ve worn
Reputation on the line in decline
Sterile standing in society shorn

Of its aura of charm and calm
Reduced to tatters
With no love balm
In sight, your...

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Between The Devil and The Sea
( Scylla and Charybdis )
 
Cosmetic the creature cover girl
is accessible only at night
a picture female in her temple
laying askew on an alter ego
 
A de lux harlot in romantic...

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Caught between the Scylla of illness and the Charybdis of wholeness
My reason and my belly
make a swift retreat
infected by indecision.
Side by side they stand now
silent like the dead.
I hear stranger cry
interrupting silence of the night.
Shadows...

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Lying in an augur's aviary..
Reneging on my virtues,so credulous..
The feying fay being taken to 
bury,
I see things called ambigous.


Slowly fading odour of scantity..
In Attica, end of augustan age.
Wings of Azreal, the martinet 
deity,
I see these,...

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Torn and tempest tossed
Steering straight I cannot
How narrow is that line
To keep me safe between
The devil and the deep blue sea
Too easy it is to stray on 
To the primrose path
Where live in wait deadly...

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For what reason this all-or-nothing thinking?
     Too hot, too cold,—but never in the middle
     I live, a victim of this ruthless riddle
(that contradicts reply, and has me...

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Your destiny is sealed

You have always been our loveless master
scheming and provoking our disaster
Spinning tales of Scylla and Charybdis 
Concealing truth so it could not uplift us

Contriving stories hiding true wisdom
Justice will be served when...

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If there's kingdom of bad moments,
Its oubliette's sticking;
Where none owns any place, but-
Places own the being.

Cramping inside bad, ugly cells-
In graveyards locking in,
Inside cars or spooky cellars-
All are dwarfed to spelling.

Oh, once I heard a...

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