© Hopium, your smouldering leaveskeep me swayingfrom glasses half full, and otherwiseyour swirling, spiralling fumeskeep entrancingrevealing a world I know to be but liesWhat power, what nepentheis yours, Hopium, my friendthat even when I know you've only misled-I still follow you… blindfolding my weary eyes? ©
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“…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…”

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