Guernsey Poets

I used to be a folksinger Left without a word There was nothing I could do I just could not be heard For my voice it was broken From ca...

Woman in the seat in front Speaks too loudly on her mobile phone, Her personal life exposed, Laid bare for all to witness, Her face unse...

Today's poem is a "Golden Oldie" and was originally published here in November 2012 There's a ring around the sun After...

They sit in the café, Just the few Who have weathered the weather, The wet and the cold, Who have donned waterproof clothing, coats, hat...

I used to use dreams, to create and design but now my dreams come, cemented in rhyme before, there was an exact brief, a strict deadline ...