Guernsey Poets

Vlad has woken from his slumbers Out into the world he blunders He can’t see that things have changed He stares madly, wild, deranged ...

Wind Time back. Rewind Time. Make the struck towers rise from dust, reconstruct themselves: glass, concrete, girders, walls, a huge...

In memory of a good doctor in China Who, about the new virus, sounded an alarm He was aware that people were becoming ill And wanted t...

I can still remember opening my studio door and the shock of seeing the newspaper in the hallway, on the floor And what that unbidden i...

Something happened to Notre Dame And Paris, France, won’t be the same Its demise wrought by fire and flame And so a hallowed landmark fal...

Stiff-collared and stiff-upper-lipped, they bade their womenfolk go first, with children, into lifeboats that were only there for show,...