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    Scorched Corona
    Scorched Corona
    Scorched Corona
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    Scorched Corona

    By E.A. Bowen

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    Scorched Corona is a collection of poetry spanning ten years of authorship, from age 12 to 22. A timeline of reflections in raw, unedited form, Scorched Corona views the world through a youth's burnt eyes, a pair each and every one of us has had the burden to wear. This is a free ebook.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherE.A. Bowen
    Release dateNov 26, 2011
    ISBN9781466197015
    Scorched Corona
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    E.A. Bowen

    Born at St. Peters in 1986, the Challenger crash bursting over the media flames, I was thrust into this life as a writer and have spent the past twenty first exploring the fascinating and ever growing literary world around me. I current live in the shadows of the Catoctin Mountains, juggling a life between many worlds. Inspiration trickles from all the rich sources around me. Writing lets me travel to the books I want to read and creates worlds both frightening and beautiful.

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      Scorched Corona - E.A. Bowen

      SCORCHED CORONA

      E.A. Bowen

      Copyright 2011 by E.A. Bowen

      Smashwords Edition

      For Those In Need

      Collected Poetry

      Passion's Imp

      In Darkness Lays the Dragon

      Scorched Corona

      What Evil Does to He: Cry of the Werewolf

      Knight of the Crimson Night

      Imprisoned

      Mankind

      My Scarlet Countess

      Doll with No Face

      Why the Widow Weeps

      Hermit Sod House

      View of the Vile

      Lasher Of Tulips

      Tearless Babe

      Cactus Children

      Unholy Nuptials

      Grave Diseased Earth: When We the People Sit in Silence

      What We Have Seen: Now Stronger

      In Vain

      Chu'a

      Solitary American Eagle

      Court of Corruption

      Ironclad Rustics

      Il banchetto di Bacchus

      Bedlam of the Moguls: Kingdom of the Dead

      Catacomb

      Practice of Euboea's Lords

      Penalty of the Human Life

      Bloody Land: Creatures

      Pretty Ballerina

      Feel the Strange Heart Beating

      Passion's Imp

      Angelic faery

      Of mortal lands

      With shattered wings

      Flickering slightly

      Your chastity weeps

      Of late disgrace

      Waxed tenderly not and

      Scarred burnt cheeks

      O passion's imp

      Beloved scorched

      -Seared in blackness-

      Wake your dark eyes

      To ruby wings unbroken

      Graciousness restored

      With melted sorrow

      Angelic faery breathe

      In immortal lands

      In Darkness Lays the Dragon

      In darkness lays the dragon

      Where I shall slay it by my hand,

      With sword and crest in gallantry

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