Guernsey Poets

I’m “King of the fishers” and this is my patch I skim over the water to retrieve my catch My feathers sparkle in the morning sun Another ...

As you rightly know, it’s that time of year That some do enjoy and others do fear. For hundreds of days (and some sleepless nights) I’ve ...

all signs of atrophy have abated, the symptom; love, that coud be sated. that we two should remain apart will be less craft and more art,...

“Would you like a cup of tea dear” A lizard sprawled out on top of a sun-bed Spoon fed, emotionally bled dry Half dead ready to shed anot...

The little café is across the street It’s not too far so use your feet Service with a smile is what they say They won’t mind so stay all ...