Guernsey Poets

Another day, another mall, another shooting to appall the world, astonished, that looks on and, once again, the ghastly spawn of fronti...

To a woodland glade  with a brand new spade  in the middle of the night I know that it’s not right I’ve claimed one more I’m beyond th...

The warning signs were in his eyes The pain was locked away inside His body beaten black and blue From every punch his parents threw  A...

There's always a sexual tension  Between TV coppers on the force  But I'm not sure that I noticed it  Between Sergeant Lewis and...

There was a strange fellow called Queripel Whose driving was really so terrible When a police car gave chase He thought it was a race N...

Is this the dawn of of Atwood’s Gilead? The USA has gone completely mad The nation that put Liberty on a pedestal Has put her up again...

King Gavin has been banished from the palace For refusing to accept the poison chalice For he and wise old Soulsby knew That the viru...

You can’t pin that rap on me I wasn’t even there You can’t pin that rap on me Don’t you even dare I’m innocent don’t you see Until I’...

Wind Time back. Rewind Time. Make the struck towers rise from dust, reconstruct themselves: glass, concrete, girders, walls, a huge...

I got a strange call from Track and Trace Who said that I had been in some place Where as far as they could reasonably tell I'd bru...

It was up at the court on the hill And in the dock stood Mark, A beady eyed advocate questioned him Asking him where he’d parked, What...

He could have been a hero If he'd gone inside To confront the shooter But he'd have probably died Check his job description Do...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in December 2012. Suffer little children come unto me Bu...

It was another boring day, no harm was planned, it was just fun, at least it started out that way but now he’s scared and on the run. Hi...

In 2006 Vic wrote about a Canadian pilot (Flight Lieutenant John Walton Saville), who died when the Typhoon he was flying was shot down in H...

It matters perhaps in insignificance, that this was once your land or, that it became mine but now you want it back. It matters to some ev...

Jim T introduced Nicole to us a while back with a dark tale of murder ( Click Here ), in which it was teasingly hinted that there were 3 oth...

You never showed yourself to me... But you may have passed me by! Did I witness hatred in your soul? See death within your eye! I'd ...

The objective is at the end of the road at the top of a small rise. His breathing is shallow, an effort to concentrate on the mission, th...

It's not safe in my garden; in the garden of England Kent. Eden Valley, Maidstone, Tonbridge Wells, home to cricket, hop houses, ...