Fable Poems

Fable poems that are original and profound. Explore a brilliant collection of fable poetry that you can’t stop reading. These poems on fable are published by poets from all over the world and are sure to keep you High On Poems!

Fable Of Love

Fable Of Love short poem

Lets start from where we all know it best, Once upon a time…. Away from cruelty and crime, Lived a beautiful LOVE, Peaceful and contented as a dove. Clever and witty, With smiles so pretty. Naive and vulnerable the soul,

Aesop’s Fable: The Caged Bird And The Bat

Aesops Fable: The Caged Bird And The Bat short poem

An Aesop’s Fable A humming bird sweet-toned and silvery In a cage, trapped, sang a somber song In the ebony-dark, dismal night… Sang she ne’er in hours of daylight A bat as dusky as a blackbird’s wing Was enchant’d by

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Fabled Mother

Fabled Mother short poem

her innocence tumbled out behind her crumbs on the forest floor the spent her twenties sharpening the eyeliner pencil of her soul scent of sandalwood shade of kohl the thighs of her jeans were torn out by effort, not fashion

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Wax and wane

Wax and wane prose poem

Myth has it that the riches of the rich are good for all the people And such a fable has got so many performances that it’s easy To be swayed into thinking that it’s just the truth. But when I

Her, So Beautiful

Her, So Beautiful short poem

The fable resounds with absolute conviction, From the voice of her, so beautiful, Her, so beautiful bearing such an affliction, As to be wholly accepting of a language utterly mutable, In the night the love does grow, Like the elements

She’d Lie For You !

Shed Lie For You ! short poem

She slept with her demons, To live those dreams, They weren’t reality, Yet, oh! So pretty. Not pristine, What a pity, Those nights of heavy rain, Might give her also a forever stain. All the cards on her side, A

Leave him be

Leave him be short poem

Bleak is the light that shone once on horizon it is dusk again before it could be dawn he took the flight thinking love would heal flew too close to sun had not read the fable of Icarus perhaps now

The Soulriders I

The Soulriders I short poem

Your mane frolics, As wind rushes by, With hooves of wonder, As if it were to fly. Behold! A Beauty so, Equine! And a Beauty so, Divine! O’er the lush green, Under the brilliant skies, Through the hollow woods, Thy

Channel 1

Channel 1 long poem

You’re faker than Than Hollywood on my Tv screen The deceiving lies Told to make me believe Your insidious plan Thinking I’m so naive F***** up ideologies Never deserve any apologies Evil, maniacal strategies Wish I wasn’t existent in your

Final Call

Final Call long poem

The promise of peace the fable of tranquility the desolate landscape of desert not even a single blade of grass no life, just cold come oh sweetheart of mine come oh angel of death and kiss my lips take away

The Abnormal Window

The Abnormal Window short poem

Neither below nor above , Natural nature seeks scope , To survive on Instinct’s rope . The normal in periodic table , Weaves the Necessity’s fable , Here ‘yes’, there ‘no’, runs the tale . Futile prove all theories of

Grace

Grace short poem

Listen to the music draw, hear it from the pit. I am full of shock and awe, more I won’t admit. Light feet take me on the the trip, as I begin to form, soundless words which you might skip,

The Soul Riders

The Soul Riders short poem

Your mane frolics, As wind rushes by, With hooves of wonder, As if it were to fly. Behold! A Beauty so, Equine! And a Beauty so, Divine! O’er the lush green, Under the brilliant skies, Through the hollow woods, Thy

Jump Suit

Jump Suit long poem

Might the legends be true? Or merely an imagined ado? Could it be more than a myth? Might it actually exist? Encased in glass, Perfectly preserved From decades past, Rarely observed. Black as the night, Lined with gray, Quantum technology

The Salt Tree

The Salt Tree prose poem

In the road to the South, which hasn’t ended yet, from the yet not finished North, at the ball’s surface which had lost its center and produced sacred shrines fighting each other all along the road, there, that white tree

Bare Tongue

Bare Tongue short poem

It was a killing line. Walking on razor wire, when toes would not leave the sky and heels will not touch the ground. Myths and legends were becoming a witchcraft. Are you ready to eschew the classical script and write

Unprovoked

Unprovoked short poem

When you’re there, It can be unmistakable. Like a mask, In a passing fable. You pretend to be tough, Cracking a smile fulfilling enough. Why you resist, Is from past unshakables, Hovering over intention, Permanent and unbreakable. Just then it

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Moonshadow Castle Curse

Moonshadow Castle Curse short poem

Sitting here in this red velvet room overlooking the sea…candlelight strikes the piano keys and like a tiger on the run here I go again moving in for the kill casting another magic spell on you by force of will…can’t

Angel

Angel short poem

Like an angel out of the sky you came Clearing up all the clouds, the Sadness and the rain So pure and healing was the love you bring I knew inside… (it felt so right) For me I’ve struggled all

What Is Love

What Is Love short poem

What is love Is it hate turned upside down? Is it affection, inclination or predilection or a perilous and precarious position? May be that old lane of my town where that moment still prevails and gives me solace, where once

Roses Red, Coral, Blue

Roses Red, Coral, Blue short poem

Luscious, pretty, redolent is the rose For oft it is kissed by a butterfly Whether it be in a poem or prose Beautiful ideas does the writer imply Says the crimson one, ”I love you” Conveys the coral desire deep

My Heart’s Desire

My Hearts Desire short poem

Your love has my heart hopping like a kangaroo. Lost in love what’s a girl to do? Not much to offer but the broken pieces of my heart, perhaps it’s enough to make a new start. A fire can be

A Slow Night In Downtown Wabash

A Slow Night In Downtown Wabash short poem

An old woman slings loose the accordion from her shoulder, feels her ribs expand draws a mental connection with the sag of her breasts and, broke, starts off home unseasonably warm for February a pack of dogs have run of

The Lost Jewel

The Lost Jewel elegy

Everything shattered once and forever They were escaping from ultimate fever The fever of wars and massacres They saw hope waves So surfed blue waves Man lost the jewel and hopes waived Blue said, don’t make me red For hundreds,

Pain Whispers

Pain Whispers short poem

We’re so different and unknown We absent mindedly pass each other My heart drops tears when you don’t even notice me You’re like a rock No feelings attached to anyone But pain whispers… When I see you with other girls

Dancing With The Devil

Dancing With The Devil short poem

The jogger runs His daily mile His mind far away His face a weary smile The woes of the world Don’t mean a thing to him His world; his life His days are growing thin To be able to complete

Dreams

Dreams short poem

A mist fills my mind, The smoke of a dream As she walks and talks And gives me her hand. A dream that feels real, But we know better. A dream carries you off But you always come home. You

Not Accepting Defeat In 2017

Not Accepting Defeat In 2017 short poem

Mr.I is gone and the city of Detroit is in a hurt But baseball fans will just rub their hands in the dirt The Detroit Tigers of 17’ are on the prowl It’s gonna be an exciting spring when they

You’re My Hero

Youre My Hero long poem

Well and you are one of a kind There’s no one in the world like you I know ‘cuz you lift me up so high When I’m down so low… That’s why you’re My Hero and I Know I ain’t

Bold Step

Bold Step short poem

Night enters into the drift. I get through a fossil, quite beyond the light, a search begins for a tortured being in some ideal’s mire. The battle begins, of fears and doubts and upon the trampled sun-blind truths of past

Love Sonnet 205

Love Sonnet 205 sonnet poems

Oh rose, in which sweetness evolve my dreams, Aspiring boldly, praying to find ways, To live ideals, which a heart esteems, Which might last longer than expected days; So let the thorns by your charms be out-shined, Your bony stems

Yes No Maybe

Yes No Maybe short poem

I was doing so well. At least so I thought. Maybe For ONE moment, I was over you. Maybe For ONE moment, I was happy. But Suddenly, I saw something, Something amazing, So sophisticated, Made me eager, and intrigued. It

A Testimony To Emptiness

A Testimony To Emptiness ballad

The poet takes the fall The ballads turn to the darkest alibis The bottles’ staring at me Emptied faster than they could sing The sorrows’ in the sky Clouded thoughts reigning from within The memory of your touch Buried in

Not Yet My Time

Not Yet My Time long poem

Death: the most natural And common event in the universe, Yet forsakes us all perplexed. To begin means to end, And to end means to begin— To whatever comes next. I know not, and will not Know of what is

And then darkness descends

And then darkness descends short poem

And then darkness descends. Full-throated with grains of void, It descends heavily like tar Down the deepest recesses Of night. Flows into its pores, choking, Deafening, blinding the eager Dark, receptive but stiff body Of a virgin night. Deflowering it

Drifting Away

Drifting Away short poem

I forgot to tie her to the dock Now I’m forced to sit here, I can’t swim Watching her drift away one last time. Memories flood my mind The storms she and I survived The bountiful seasons we had together

The Feathered Wonders

The Feathered Wonders prose poem

These wondrous creatures With graceful feathers Painted so beautifully On the vast canvas Of the earth and sky Models of Nature’s sublime art Emanating pleasure and wonderment Perpetually . As if deeply dipped in colors Made in Nature’s own secret

The Sad Old Drunk Without A Head

The Sad Old Drunk Without A Head short poem

Numb at noon and thoughts adrift He takes another sip The turmoil in his head, confused A twitch..and then a clumsy shift A snap of fingers, “Another please” His bloodshot eyes seem lost Fumbling for his change, he finds A

Grant It Not

Grant It Not short poem

Oh ! God… That magnificent Palace, If “Pandemonium” for me, Grant it not, though I pray for it. That Fruit of knowledge, If bitters my “taste”, Bestow it not, though I long for it. That light of wisdom, If darkens

The Sill Of Heaven

The Sill Of Heaven short poem

Let me rest my chin upon the sill of Heaven Hoisted up by unseen shoulders from below Let me gaze at hidden glories for a short while Before I, into my busy day must go Let me breathe the sights

A Busy Woman’s Mess

A  Busy  Womans  Mess short poem

She is every time busy making everything a mess seeking to be fussy raking up her guess runs to the bus-stop with an urge to catch the bus. but she starts to weep when she loses her purse looks around

My First Crush

My First Crush short poem

I sit there alone on the stone bench, Under the tree, blowing off the dust. I breathe the scent of the spring, As I talk to the aged surfaces. I have grown old, but I still feel her. The sneak-peek