Guernsey Poets

It’s the 31st of October The night of Halloween There are pumpkins flickering and glowing Giving out a ghostly beam The kids are out tr...

In the blackest hours of Halloween night Stir creatures that moan and wail Such sounds can give a soul a fright And cause your heart to f...

Turned Red, leaves dead. All green, now unseen. Leaves brown, floating down. golden hues, light defuse. orange leaves, summers ...

They don’t make any more cigarettes It came as no surprise The cancer scare was everywhere And the smoke got in your eyes They don’t mak...

Broken arrows on the ground Make me feel like turning ‘round The hills look dark and cold Broken dreams, ghosts of the night Sunset shad...