Guernsey Poets

I tip my cap to La Hague And the French government I'm sure we'll be the first to know In the event of any accident I tip my ...

I've taken a smooth dude, so cool, so sure and hurled him into the flame I've thrown a young girl angelic and pure into a life of...

Where is the birdsong and why this spring no flowers? And in the minutes after church bells ring, why no departing rooks, this evening, f...

The sky merges into the pale blue sea, Tranquillity prevails. Trees stand still and proud. The houses blush under the early morning pale ...

I saw you in my dreams last night I reached out to touch your face, My hand went through your skin And then your image dissipates. Like ...