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the one whose beauty I treasure the most
Brittle and dark her love no one knows
As if under a spell that does not go
She makes an appearance every year
Sometimes early or later
This is the time I hold dear
All who see her are halted in awe
She is beautiful but not yet mine
I don’t want her to ever leave
I will love her until the end of time
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worn glossy finish
corners and edges scathed and torn
layers of dust collected from the years
keys played down and worn
faint scent of old cigars
accented with a hint of alcohol
a beautiful melody slightly off tune
vocal chords of an angel
melodies unmatched even through the ages
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Fast Food Epulaeryu
Chicken dances on my tongue
Spicy flavor heats
Teeth dissolve it one by one
Chewing up my treat
Flavor can’t be beat
Now it’s gone
Drink!
By Julian Egona
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Favorite green silk robe
Lying in wait for him to come home
Dinner is ready
The door opens steady
Happy he’s finally home
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Racing from the car to the door
As soon as my shoes hit the floor
My heart is capsizing
Just now realizing
She’s more beautiful than ever before
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We’ve finally found our way home
We’ll never again be alone
Embracing at last
Hearts racing fast
Every emotion within a single moan
A collaborative limerick by Rachel Egona and Julian Egona
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As the wooden rake sliding through my sands of patience
my pattern orbiting rocks
rocks laid still
through time and again
strolling through my garden
with complete balance
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Fears locked inside
feet shuffling down the shiny linoleum halls
eyes glaring like needles puncturing her skin
echoes of humiliation in their laughter
experiencing isolation at the long empty table
loathing the silence until the conclusion of lunch
quietly and socially unable
nearing “home sweet home”
overflowing with anguish
as her plan was exposed
suffocated emotion
tension enveloped her neck
chair overturned
shuffling feet
eyes immobile
soul took flight
as she was found in corner
after the students took her life
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Truthfully decaying
Patience is fading
Boredom turns to Rest
Thoughts churning
Life to Death
Frustration with fists
Shattered Glass
Lying on the floor
Pain filled with false bliss
This is was his end
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You are the mold that keeps me together
becoming the passion of my life
even in the worst of any weather
Time stopping when held in your arms
Only comfort rests in your presence
I cower in that luminescent smile
Always by your side
This time now and forever
For your heart is the only one I can treasure
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The Trophy Tree
Pinnacle of the pristine forest
Toxic from its blood-stained soil
The trophy tree sits
Barren of foliage
Dark decrepit limbs easily broken by subtle breezes
Amidst wisps of gray fog
The trophy tree waits
Surrounded by a dark ominous wind
Its veins filled with crimson sap from its suffering sorrowful souls
Engorged and contorted with anguish
Unapproachable
The trophy tree breathes
Constantly feasting –one victim at a time
Draining energies from Sleepy Hollow’s forest
Starving to fill its empty bowels
The trophy tree consumes
Silent screams echoing within its lair
Innocent peasants' heads stored as trophies
Roots reaching towards hell--
Trophy Case of the Headless Horseman
Collaborated with Gwendolen Rix, and Rachel Bernotaitis
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