Guernsey Poets

The vocal majority angry and aggrieved, Voted with their feet And wanted to leave, Tired of the ‘haves’ patronisation and hypocrisy, The...

A house of cards is bound to fall: it’s insubstantial after all, and so it shall The UK card’s the first to go: that will disturb the s...

Why chase the stillness when the feral mind runs wild; inhale, accept, exhale, be free body still, body quiet: take these precious mome...

Wail on, sail on, you prophets of doom all you can see is despair and gloom why not build another Ark, with plank and tar In your whirlpo...

Cans, a modern treasure Just waiting to be mined A little bit of digging Could result in a rich find Hands, gloved and deft Pick throu...