Poetry Books
The list below shows a collection of poetry
books available for purchase. Except where
stated, they measure 160mm(h) by 100mm(w),
and are soft bound with a full laminate cover
being centre stapled. If you would like to
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NEW
RELEASE
code: EC8
- Paradise
by Elise
A Collection of romantic poems about love &
passion
60 pages with colour illustrations (booklet)
£6.99 inc p&p
Booklet size - Approximately A5
code: IH7
- Afterword
by Ggarrett
Another small, quirky, sensual collection.
48 pages (booklet) £4.80 inc p&p
You,
You could enlighten me,
Could draw me into wisdoms
In which you abide, all day, all night,
Could read to me,
Could share with me your treasured volumes,
Copies old, unloosing leaves.
code: EC5
- For All Eternity
by Elise
Love poetry.
64 pages with illustrations (booklet) £4.80
inc p&p
If I could keep you here
For all of eternity.
Then I should wish forever
To be a part of this dream,
This love that we possess.
code:
EC4 - Another Sentiment
by Elise
Beckett style poetry.
36 pages (booklet) £4.80 inc p&p
I see it in the vague full moon
Turning round and round the dark lit room
The presence of another, slowly lifting,
Carrying thoughts to other days.
Other days, other hours past the present,
Past the now, to the then, the beginning, the
end.
code: IH5
- Wedding
by Ggarrett
Loves, lives, pleasures, and
disappointments.
56 pages (Booklet) £4.80 inc p&p
There was a wedding done today
Between our friend, our Digory
And Caroline, his bride.
We went because we own his soul,
He doesn’t seem to know it now,
code: IH3 -
Grim
by Ggarrett
Dark, sensual, Goth-tinted fantasy.
50 pages (Booklet) £4.80 inc p&p
He’s grim,
I know, my faerie friend,
I’ve shaken him off,
But he comes, returning,
Black eyes burning,
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