Guernsey Poets

It’s all water under the bridge And clouds across the sky Where time just seems to fly It’s all water under the bridge Just listen for...

This is a tree, he said and pointed to a tree. We have seen images, they said. There are many trees, he said. This tree is cedar. We ha...

They built that mound in London Town For the traffic to drive around Resembling a power station made of peat It’s at the end of Oxford S...

Is there anything lovelier under the sun Than the wonderful sight of a BumbleBee's Bum ? Though they can be white or yellow or red ...

We’re back at the pub at a table in the sun drinking to welcome the end of the lockdown                  &nbsp        socially di...

Flash through my window Sunlight slipstream Drivers swearing While tyres scream Red stop bus queues All running late Old man walking...

Without strings Bows will fire no arrows, Without strings A guitar makes no sound, Without thoughts A mind can’t trip over, If wisdom’...

Life is like the finest of wines it's really fermented, only, when ready each one individually has it's own 'best years' ...

Small children Have legs, that By right, embrace A woman’s hips. Women, by right Have hips That are Safe places For small children. ...

You can always tell The crazy ones, They have an air A vacant stare, They drift along, Without a care, You can always spot The cocky...

You are stranger to me than stranger alone. Stranger because my image of you Was conjured from disparate sounds That emanate from the wal...

Baby boomers are aging Sometimes, dementia takes hold It isn’t a pleasant thing But happens as folks get old Personalities might change...

Watching the world pass by my window Some march fast, Some walk very slow, Up and down the challenging incline To reach the places they ...

The church is beset by scaffolding. A spider web of Metallica. Inside the welcome porch, The labourers stand to, folded neatly In their ...

They sit in the café, Just the few Who have weathered the weather, The wet and the cold, Who have donned waterproof clothing, coats, hat...

"Oh! I don’t like that, It’s not my cup of tea." How odd some quotes can be Now let's put the kettle on, For a nice cup of...

Yawning, I woke up this morning And got out the wrong side of bed I knew it the very minute That I hit the wall with my head. Lyndon Qu...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in August 2012 Living in between the rays of light strung...

Life makes less sense every day Just unfulfilling your destiny The only thing that makes you stay Is the law of gravity. Lyndon Queripe...

I wonder, as I sit adrift of you On this somewhat rattling bus, Empty, save for you and me. Who gave you the ring That sits , marooned u...