Guernsey Poets

I am so frail that I can barely breathe Yet my mind refuses rest My pen dilly dally's across paper like a stone skips on water Spide...

At Open Mic on Monday night the theme was ‘Leave’ but still they came in ones and twos, all burning bright with sheafs of poems, no two t...

Let's get writing; You know the ropes, Death and birds Trot out the tropes. Carefully place some enjamb- ment without overdoing i...

On the day that the rain makes a spider web shine When breeze blows the blue bells so letting them chime As snow spirals down as if fairie...

Now everyone I meet these days tells me that they’re writing poems. Not modestly: they’re sorry that they’re not the Poet Laureate. They...

All lines should rhyme Because when reading it This saves a lot of time! Topics should be warm and cosy So we all know exactly what is ...

A panorama crisply white, that sparkles under clouds of grey, with coloured accents sharp and bright, like Breughel’s painting, dark on ...

The slender poplars quiver in expectation as Spring approaches. Heads bowed, willows wash long lustrous gold-green tresses in sun-flec...

You are a rock The key to the lock The hen to the cock The shoe to the sock The stew to the stock The hind to the buck The ship to the...

Internal rhyme in poetry demands elements of symmetry. What's in the middle does depend on what is written at the end. Rhyme or not, t...

I hope that I am not too late, to add my voice to the debate - about not making poems rhyme supposedly a heinous crime. The following w...

There was a philander, Peter, whose girlfriends were Joan, Pam and Rita. His wife got annoyed, a hit man employed, now Peter’s no longer...

She was just a face Another face in the crowd And yet our eyes met Lyndon Queripel

Fishing for luck Onychorhynchus keto We'll have a fry-up! *** Barely moving twigs Foraging for tasty leaves Slender stick insect...

Liouh Island: Images courtesy of VisitGuernsey Three Haiku - Tom Allaway Lihou Island Darkness in Lihou Sitting round boiling kettle...

The Sea # 1 Oh! The Ocean, the Sea, et la Mer, wide ranging tsunamis so rare. vast expanses with white horse waves, calm waters that w...

Image: Stephen A. Roberts Z is at the end of your alphabet (and D is for ...) - Stephen A. Roberts A s normal, it began with A for ...

If you’re not on board when my ferry sails, and the spiteful wind's moaning its tirade, I’ll wait by the gate till your bright light h...

I first heard of the haiku through Westonbirt Arboretum's autumn competition this year and find them fascinating to work on. Here are ...

A Than-Bauk, conventionally a witty saying or epigram, is a three line "climbing rhyme" poem of Burmese origin. Each line has four...