“…That is all ye need to know…”

If 'Beauty is Truth'I've seen honesty in the face Looked into its heart of gold 'neath the blue-grey surfaceO Keats, I must beg your pardonfor all your verses in tributeof the depictions in the Urnstill kept you from your TruthFor if it be beauty then, I'm afraid, you remained bereftfor you couldn't have looked into… Continue reading “…That is all ye need to know…”



Betwixt the sighs of the twilight my soul in purgatory does lieweary, resigned, a captive breath, awaiting fate’s foreseen knellMy shadows dance a somber waltzI tread upon the Stygian faults,Dead dreams echo from the steeptheir whispers from the depths do creepA river dark, the Styx does flow, its waters churned with undertowI scan the bridge… Continue reading Purgatory