Guernsey Poets

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in May 2012 Living on stolen time With misbegotten dream...

Living on stolen time With misbegotten dreams, Tumbling together, Indecently magnificent. Knowingly illicit, Believing lies, Never wis...

This place is our place, I can feel you in the air: Every breath breathes you to me, Teasingly in the way we were; As at my feet these s...

Pale as pearl the garden stands, Dazed to silence in the phantom light, Breathless in the spell of summer night. Dark beyond the arch tho...