Guernsey Poets

In the nooks  and  the  corners  of  La Roque  Lane Images,  memories  ever  remain That  was  where  my  education  was  gained In  the...

Fearless they plunge in their flimsy youth into the depths of the future Indestructible they are inured by the belief that the sea is th...

The lads on the ferry are raucous, loud Laughing, talking, shouting Strings of ‘friendly’ obscenities about Cars, women, drink Hang-over...

The young, the very beautiful, on days when sunshine warms the tide-washed azure bays they make their own, stride on the sands like emper...

Kids never walk They always need to run, Kids never talk quietly They always need to shout, It’s the impatience of youth Can’t wait to ...