Guernsey Poets

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world W B Yeats   Beware. Down in the woods today the Ted...

In the early morning she rises Awoken by an unknown fear Through the basement window She sees the red lines appear Moving through the...

I think just how my shape will rise When I shall be forgiven, Till hair and eyes and timid head Are out of sight, in heaven. I think ...

A rodent is a creature who endures a never-ending need to chew and gnaw. Incisors growing constantly ensures a strong developmental, age...

I was in the Market building   Practising my shielding   The island slowly yielding   To the new dawn   Blue mask grey eyes   Sittin...

In a green lane in St Peter’s near midnight, under a full moon, a pale owl flew across my path, silently, then low over dark fields to...

This used to be a sea of only white and green Daffodils were rarely ever seen Now here they are with their yellow heads Muscling in on o...

God gave us talents to build homes with limbs, and brains, to unravel but not, the fleet foot of the antelope nor the fishes' fins,...

I'm frightened to sleep Yet I'm frightened to wake My life seems so fragile it's going to break The nightmares of night Ar...

With the atomic bomb Man created his own destruction A contradiction in terms With fullest instruction Now nuclear power Is the spiri...

Am I one, one of the seventy-three? Waiting by the phone ever so anxiously Checking my temperature and my sense of taste If I’m about t...

So strange the silence That descends upon our towns, As stunned, we retreat To the isolated safety of home, Forbidden to socialize, A...

The bible was right, vegans too Eating some meat is really bad for you Draw the line at pork, and especially bats It’s wrong to stir fr...

This is the age of clarity: we know more than our fathers did. Vulgarity, celebrity, exposure of what has been hid, has made us seem imm...

In straitjacket and padded cell, I struggle when the full moon calls. The doctors say I am unwell. I hurl myself against the walls till,...

Old houses creak and sigh, past midnight when the air is still and different rules to daylight-rules apply. Then, shifting shadows dye ...

There's unusual flotsam on this beach, A place where before only the foam of the surf Or the sandaled feet of tourists would tread, ...

The crying wind blew up the hill It dragged along a frozen chill Bending trees with ease apart Its destination was my heart Hunting for ...

Approach the cottage through gardens bright with poppies. Watch your progress spread the grasses, tall as storks’ legs, crested white, t...

Playing on a saying, coining a phrase My pen is mightier than the sword you hold But have you ever tried writing on the wind Just lost fo...