Guernsey Poets

A roar comes from the crowd Expecting music so loud As I strap on my electric guitar My audience scream from afar I have no amplifier J...

Some words can build you up. Some words can bring you down. Some words can break your heart. Other words have a lovely sound. Words can ...

I see you standing before me, Smile like a magnet drawing me near. I feel thousands of tiny butterflies, Their wings fluttering wildly in...

Listen to the sound of your loneliness. As it echoes into space. We inherit the seeds of loneliness. They’re woven deep within the human ...

There’s marching in the Guernsey lane, my table’s bare, the pattern’s clear: they will starve us after curfew they will break us at the t...