The Good, The Bad, and The Complicated : Amy Grace
The Good, The Bad, and The Complicated The Good, The Bad, and The Complicated is a poetic collection of thoughts, feelings, and real conversations that tell a story about finding…
Writs of Madness : Jeffrey Valdes
Writs of Madness: Poems from Insanity “Writs of Madness: Poems from Insanity” is a collection of poems I wrote over the ten years I have suffered so far with bipolar…
Fascinate : Simon Warwick Beresford
Fascinate: Twisted Poems For The Depraved A compilation of poems that I wrote between the ages of 17 and 37. Includes themes of erotic horror, regular horror, sci-fi, Paganism, humour,…
#Selfies : H. G. Robert
#Selfies Selfies are a lot sadder when you think of them as your alonies… Social media sites are making us narcissistic, hence we possess a personality disorder that involves a…
Whispers on the Wind : Christina McDonald
Whispers on the Wind: A collection of Zen Poetry This is a first collection of poetry that reflects on the complexities and mystery of human existence. If you feel like…
Confusion and Illusion : D. C. Morris
Confusion and Illusion In D. C. Morris’ debut collection of poetry, ‘Confusion and Illusion’, Morris ponders, explores, and reflects on the peculiar and mysterious place we find ourselves in. Touching…
Views & Haikus : Matthew Nino Azcuy
Views & Haikus: Poetry (Divine Rhymes) (Volume 1) Views & Haikus is a poetry book containing over one hundred poems. I believe these lines about spirituality and romance will resonate…
The Forgotten Papers : Jeff Harris
The Forgotten Papers This is a long-lost masterpiece of the East Village, New York. It goes way back. It should not be confused with a regular book. There is no…
Lyrical Bondage : Pauline Hightower
If you are looking for the next great and exciting book to read or discuss with your book club members you have found it. Lyrical Bondage is a creative body…
In the Rhyme of Life : Jacqueline Rae
In the Rhyme of Life I was in the fourth grade when I started writing my rhymes, which I thought to be poetry at the time. My mother had written…