but I really don’t know where you are with this story

I love the first stanza – then I get lost as to what you are saying

also, (and it is probably just me again as you may have meant to write it this way) but the meter seems a bit rough

for example
'In a ludic party one night,
he'd decided a time to set.'
seems too short for the rest of the stanza

I think you have a great grasp of meter, so perhaps you might look again at what you have and see if you want to smooth it out a little

love judy
xxx

I read this poem and was totally lost, then I read your
response to Judy and I'm still lost. Didn't Cain kill his
brother Able, and not over money, wasn't it supposed
to be jealousy? How would that coincide with the rest
of your poem?

I am sorry for not keeping up with the workshop,
I do now see the continuance you were striving for
after reading the first part. I had actually wondered
why the double title, and now I know. About the title,
The Ingratitude Son, the word ingratitude is a verb,
and the way it is used doesn't make sense, perhaps
ungracious would work better, describes the son's
lack of gratitude. I also think you could work on the
basics here and there, for instance,

There, Ken thought it's lots of delight-
and shamelessly plotted for it.
In a ludic party one night,
he'd decided a time to set.

The transition from speaking of Cain
to now isn't clear, perhaps the word
Today, Ken (thought it's lots of delight?)
(thought in hidden delight) maybe,

There are places where the poem needs
the music of language, try to say it as
rhythmic and logically sound as you can,
which is what poetry is.

thank you for the time Rula, sorry to disturb
the workshop Wes.

Richard

This workshop is a long task and please stick with it take your write and hold it close, make it sing and tell us the story as you need to.
I would like you to add Number 13 stanza or is this a bad luck number and is done on pupose..
I have copied all of your poem so far and will look at it with severe eyes then be good and suggest a few things, but this will take time and as this workshop is endless, Cata Strophe the master Mason is some place carving a stone about the epic journey we have started and when it will end.. We will see (;-)-
Take care we are there with you, Yours Ian.T

Not bad for me.
You mentioned "cheating" Rula and we've spoken before on the subject. In poetry more than most places, rules are meant to be broken, but if we have little control over the rules to begin with then deviation will tend to be chaotic.
I agree with Judy and the others that the meter here needs work. If a line flows elegantly and yet is not strictly within the parameters set for the poem, then by all means leave it. The final product is the point. If however, many lines veer off into their own little structure, the poem will read haltingly. This is some of what happens here.

The story is not as clear as in the first part of this poem. I was able to understand what was intended, but it required a number of readings (by the way I caught the "Ken" joke, but I do stuff like that all the time, so it wasn't entirely fair).

I'm trying to get caught up here and it will take some time, so I don't know where this work stands, but I won't change my initial perspective that it is a worthy piece to continue.
Tell me what your intentions are and maybe we can discuss where to go from here (if anywhere).
As for the language use, even though there is a bit of confusion in the tale, the "word smithy" is superior to much of your other pieces. You are maturing as a writer and it's fun to watch.