Guernsey Poets

Baby’s  in the cradle  because you  put her there, buddy. While mommy cried, no more subdividing my body into plots, then setting up ...

How you have fallen, O shining one When once like a star you so beautifully shone Son of the morning, from heaven you fell To dwell in ...

Of God. The Son. Or the Holy Ghost. I've wondered in which I would trust the most… The God. The designer. The Creator of all If he ...

Bury me standing up on my feet As I have spent a lifetime upon my knees Praying to gods I may never meet Yet doing my best to abide and p...

Do you believe the heavens once held a star? Guiding the wise men to lands from afar Travelling miles with gifts they would bring Knowing...

Through fields of flood And rivers of mud With puddles of blood In the name of God On streets of shame They keep the flame Of greed an...