Guernsey Poets

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in September 2012 Close my eyes see your face Reach for ...

At certain phases of the Moon they’d congregate, toad-faced, to mutter incantations, where tainted soil absorbed their charnel reek, and ...

You were down by the river In the streams of yesterday's dreams You can't forget but forgive her Only time will bring healing Lo...

The harvest moon shines bright and clear Lighting my way, you seem so near It seems to say as summer wanes I will return to you again ...

If you're like me, around sixty-five you'll know exactly what I mean when all the young people felt really alive and global peace...