Book Review: Drowning Silence Poetry, by Michael Jones

Book Review:  Drowning Silence Poetry, by Michael Jones

In a world of pragmatists, Michael Jones is one of the consummate romantic men. His love poems in Drowning Silence Poetry are often yearning, wistful and poignant as they explore love lost, unrequited love, and the unending quest for that one true love. Michael’s poem, “Teaching Dreams” is filled with tenderness and longing; “The Morning Promise” a gentle, comforting look at love’s companionship; and the stark yearning for love in “Finding Them” actually brought tears to my eyes.

Through Michael’s writing we are transported to worlds of pain and agony when love turns bad; scathing remorse at love lost in “Karma”, and poems that provoke us to think beyond our experience, such as “Adam & Eve”, which entertains with a slight touch of whimsy. “Her Fading Light” and its surprise twist really grabbed my attention.

Whether writing deeply sensual, tender and even ethereal verses such as his, “Touching Silence” and “My Guinevere”, where love transcends even time; or poems with nostalgic charm like “Grandma’s Porch”, the underlying theme in Michael’s work is the never-ending journey of love.

I thoroughly enjoyed reading Drowning Silence Poetry, although I did find spelling errors and incorrect word choices in some cases to be somewhat distracting and would have suggested a more thorough edit before publishing. Nonetheless, Michael Jones has put together a wonderful collection of romantic poetry that contains a wealth and depth of emotion, combined with a mix of stark reality and passionate dreams that I would definitely recommend to all lovers of romance poetry.  My rating: 4 out of 5 stars.

~  Julie Catherine Vigna

Drowning Silence Poetry available at Amazon:

http://www.amazon.com/dp/0615545637/?ref=cm_sw_r_pi_dp_HLirqb0SY10T4

Michael Jones on Facebook:

http://www.facebook.com/AuthorMichaelJones

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8 thoughts on “Book Review: Drowning Silence Poetry, by Michael Jones

  1. I don’t dabble too much into poetry, though A.E. Housman is my favorite – probably because we both have the word “house” in our last names… kidding:). I should probably read more, but I’ve spend a lot of time writing, not enough time reading. But then there is never enough time is there?

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