Guernsey Poets

All  last  year  I  was  so  good As  little  boys  and  grown  men  should I  tried  so  hard  you  see  because  I  had  written  to  ...

In  fields  above  the  bay  of  Saints  this  moonlit  Christmas  night A  donkey's  old  folk  memories  rekindle  and  take  flight...

Say, I like toys,     Christmas toys. Remember when we were boys     Long ago? Then you were a kid     Not a beau. And on Christmas D...

The glowing censers, and their rich perfume; The splendid vestments, and the sounding choir; The gentle sigh of soul-subduing piety; The...

Tim  was  only  6  years  old But he'd  heard  schoolfriends  say That  Father  Christmas  wasn't  real And  didn't  drive  ...

Mary was pregnant. She didn’t know The how, the why or the when Until the angel came and told her the news. His mask was a bit askew ...

There was frost this morning on roofs so dull and white A chill outside was trying to come in here and bite Then the sun made an appe...

They wore masks when they arrived, maintained social distance, looked for hand-sanitiser  but couldn’t find any (the stable was ill-e...

Santa’s sleigh’s been decommissioned Rudolf furloughed, left in a field to roam, Overweight, over seventy, Santa should be shielding Bo...

Just a  warning to you, friends  When wrapping Christmas gifts. Make sure youare relaxed and calm And organised a bit. What e'er ...

Under the weight of your burdens May you never stumble May your spirit and resolve Not waver or crumble May you find strength and joy I...

When Santa got stuck down the chimney, he began to shout "Oh deer’s up on the rooftop, pass the reins and drag me out" The reind...

We have grown fat, my friends and I, and although some birdbrains say these gifts of food Men bring us must be treated with suspicion, t...

Once, Three Wise Men went on a quest to seek and find the Christ-Child, blessed, they took with them the new “must have”, a camel-frien...

Dear Santa There's just one thing I ask of you I do not have a list My presents, could you share them out To those you somehow miss...

I wake up I hear a noise. I wonder Is it Father Christmas? Is it his sleigh crunching on the sand? Is it his reindeer hooves drumming? B...

The bells in town talk of snow coming down I heard the clunk of tills’ metallic sound Black Friday: shopping season begins Within this ti...

On the twelfth day of Christmas The sky was turning black The winter wind began to blow Its chill upon my back On the eleventh day of C...

Giggles erupt from the huddle. Excited nudges, toothless smiles. The air fills with high pitched chatter, as children talk all at once; n...

Out of the trenches stepped one man, a truce flag held above his head, then from the other side was waved a cloth and word was quickly sp...