Guernsey Poets

God bless... Beautiful England As the last living Rose Quivers in your hand. The grey and the damp and the filthiness of ages Through ...

Rats are gnawing, biting, clawing Pain is searing, endless, aching Rats are gnawing, biting, clawing Knotted tension, sleep is gone Rats...

What is beauty, but the child of dreams and longings held deep within us. What is love, but the sister of pain and sorrow, wrung from our h...

Here it is, almost the end of October, 2012 And already the first snowflakes have begun to fall. Should I note for the record, before I de...

Though the snow did cling, 'twas the first day of spring And I wanted to celebrate No matter what faith is dear, to all it's clear...