Guernsey Poets

All scattered to the winds and ways, like blushing cherry blossom blown, the friends, he knew when not full-grown, have vanished from hi...

In a room alone, In touch with the world Yet curiously apart, On a singles holiday, Without leaving The confines of home, A staycati...

With no Church, or Community meetings, no Zumba, with all the beautiful girls just waving to neighbours, from a distance as each day, a...

She’s waiting, Waiting to be held, To be touched, To be kissed, Her arms are aching, To encircle, To enfold, To embrace, She’s lon...

Image: Jill Chadwick In a lonely place Deprived of the chance Of a shop-bought flat white; I watch the waves dance It’s time to re...

I fell through the branches And crashed to the ground Kids in their laughter All gathered around I stood in their shadow And brushed of...

Miss McCarthy by the window, with a glass of Cork Dry gin, watching as a band comes marching making a god-awful din. Watch the banners, ...

Do you ever talk to yourself ? I do you know It all began Sometime ago When I was on my own Feeling alone Then I started to mutter and...

You play back the last message On your answer phone Just to hear another voice You're feeling so alone You pick up the receiver And...