Guernsey Poets

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in July 2012 T ake us down to a grand and ancient pub ...

there are no proper rites, ambrosia slipped between the tiles, on the tiles cat-walk screeching in lingual insubordination….. it is all...

I live in a world of wonder Where music would always play Herald in the dawn, Of a brand new day The mediaus and leglines The natural e...

Beauteous morn to see the day Young babe sleeping in a manger lay Peaceful, innocent and so full of life. Every day is wondrous when yo...

Behind the half price decs they hide. Waiting to take a place of pride on tinselled shelves, where snowy chocs and golden reindeer in gli...

Dust off your fiddle Paddy And wear your emerald green To the Ceili at the pub Where the shamrock will be seen Your reputation Paddy M...

The piper played all day long Many kinds of youth They are all there, they are all playing The old folk listened To the peculiar noise w...

I wish I could jump on a magic broom and not have to stay in my boring bed-room. I’d fly round the world to greet the new year from Papu...

Merry Christmas everyone. I would like to take this opportunity to thank two special groups of people who will not be with their families ...

Don’t know about the goose But I’m getting fat, A thick rubber ring Around the middle Resistant to exercise or effort, The spread that ...

Christmas time, agnostics are attracted to the church. The spiritual quietness at this Holy time of year, And all the religious imagery o...

As the first orange glow of the morning Appears behind Herm’s shore There’s renewed hope for this new day And aspirations we cannot ignor...

Christmas is o’er and the New Year has come We’ve eaten too much and had our fun But that’s all over, it’s time we paid So resolutions ha...

It’s the 31st of October The night of Halloween There are pumpkins flickering and glowing Giving out a ghostly beam The kids are out tr...

In the blackest hours of Halloween night Stir creatures that moan and wail Such sounds can give a soul a fright And cause your heart to f...

I was feeling fine Drinking my wine When she asked me “Now do you see The glass half empty Or half full ?” I turned and sighed Then s...

T ake us down to a grand and ancient pub H idden away on a lost avenue E very soul consigned to Beelzebub B artered away for a drink gran...