Guernsey Poets

Ah Pain!  Thou intruder! With footsteps across my skull resounding Could your presence be any ruder?! My scalp’s a drum that someone’s ...

It’s always raining in my head Sometimes there are cross-winds And often interminable white noise, Static that comes before and after s...

Lying in a darkened room With no light nor sound I could be in a tomb Sanctuary underground In vain I wait for the pain To fade or to e...

Drip, splat. Drip, splat, droplets begin to merge, a thin film forms. Drip, splash, now it has volume still the rain falls. The depth ...

My body is telling me I’m old, older still at least Because bits don’t work and some, so full of metal That bone has gone amiss somewhere....

Too many harsh words said Too much acrimony read Too many bitter tears shed There’s no turning back So many hopes dashed So many promi...

With thanks to Al Green for the opening two lines. All around the World People are crying, Listen and you can hear. People are hiding, ...

Rats are gnawing, biting, clawing Pain is searing, endless, aching Rats are gnawing, biting, clawing Knotted tension, sleep is gone Rats...

Sharp fine metal, Attached to vessel, Pierces the skin. The thumb goes down and the vessel empties. Exquisite pain is plunged into my ba...

“That’s what you’ve always wanted” Was all that you could say. Your cold, hard voice, those steel grey eyes I remember clearly from that ...