Guernsey Poets

Freedom from persecution is all they want A chance of a new, safe life to live, But duped by the avarice of traffickers They’re abused an...

Crouching in attic gloom, where skylight beams illuminate their pool of silver dust, old leather suitcases doze like alligators dreamin...

Remember that phrase "If it feels good, do it"? Well, these days It doesn't apply anymore Because if it feels good It...

Not long ago my life was simple, a world full of magic and toys, my den in the trees, where no-one could find me away from all trouble an...

My darker side... The trigger in mind The finest of line between badness and kind My tightrope wire I balance upon The bullet in barrel ...