Guernsey Poets

Retirement, oh how absurd I’m far too young, it's just a word Although it's just another year The dreaded date's arrived I fe...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in January 2013. We’re in the middle of winter And nothi...

Communication's very poor Conversation is no more 'Cos hubby's on his iPad now As long as batteries will allow It's gre...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in October 2012 I hate it when the clocks go back And th...

The harvest moon shines bright and clear Lighting my way, you seem so near It seems to say as summer wanes I will return to you again ...

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...

I’ve invented my own diet To make me fit and lean It’s not so much a diet More an exercise regime The timing is important But rather t...

I asked him to help me change the bed But now I wish I’d never said I regret asking because I’ve found It’s turned out to be a battle gro...

In the depths of the night When my eyes are shut tight Why does my brain keep on working I start thinking things That the night time bri...

Love is an unspoken word Love is there but not always heard Love is sunshine through the rain Love is being there through the pain Love ...

In the sodden depths Of the countryside Nature is a stirring In The rain soaked ground Evidence can be found The plants below are movin...

I’m clearing out my wardrobe With my old stuff I will part It’s not that it is past it But the sales are about to start It’s said when ...

This week I have joined the club Of people who look rather smug They walk at a rate With a jaunty gait Wrapped up in their coats so snug...

Well that’s Christmas over for another year No more celebrations and being of good cheer The tinsel is down, the decorations away Includi...

The turkey has been eaten Brown and white meat, we’ve had the lot The last few bits have been curried And the carcass boiled up for stock...

When I was young And just a child I loved to bake with Mum We weighed the flour And greased the tins Oh, it was such fun Buns and cak...

Christmas is coming, so much to do The shopping and cooking and cards to write too There’s presents to buy and parcels to send The tree t...

The time has come for the Nativity Play The children have practised their lines to say Songs have been learnt, and dances too Ready to pe...

I’ve bought a new car All shiny and bright It’s not quite new But it’s certainly alright. It replaces the old one That’s on its last l...

The weather today Is dark and grey With persistent drizzle and fog It’s the time that the trees Shed all their leaves And all the drain...