Guernsey Poets

Deep there in the darkness underneath the bridge Sits a scary fella, hungry for a meal And if you don't tip-toe circumspect across ...

There was an angel She was small and insignificant Dressed scantily in an old spotted nighty. Her wings cygnet coloured Her voice not go...

On May Day morning I ascended Wooded slopes to catch the thrill Of the sunrise in its glory From the top of Chancton hill At the top I ...

The woman with provocative hair is sitting at a rhombic table with a man whose bow-tie is a daffodil. Waiters flicker to and fro, like gr...

Shining bright over Moytura A glistening sea of spears and blades In the dark, denizens illuminate Their caverns by the flames of many to...

“We’re here today to make a broil, A potion that will make blood boil. Pour the heat from a dragon’s fire, Pour into it your heart’s desi...

To navigate the eternal now Seeking past and future in the present Star warrior, eagle-like amongst the galaxies Flowing your Technicolor...

Carried on a dragon’s back Into oncoming clouds The ground is very far away Hear the thunder’s loud! The tail writhes and flashes The w...

The wind a force of darkness, running its endless race, the moon a huge silver rocket, ...

Image: Taken at Blaise Castle, Avon by Janinka A very different style for me (in that it doesn’t derive from a personal experience) b...

The Sakura trees are blooming, Now in the beginning of spring, The weather is turning sunny, And the birds begin to sing. But one story...