Guernsey Poets

The sleet was ghostlike, laughing with no purposeful intent It came and covered nothing, said 'Hi' and then it went The scene un...

Softly spooned Like kittens curled in a basket, My hand propped and resting On your thigh, In unison we inhale, exhale, You deeply purr...

Remember... When I first saw your eyes I fell as if I'd fell from heavenly skies You gave a smile... And from that moment I was your...

George Torode was the best friend I ever had to anyone who knew him that's no surprise in just a few years I saw how a special man liv...

Together our love was feather light Lost in dreams of a starless night. Lyndon Queripel