Guernsey Poets

There ain't no point denying, I ain't lying That our love affair was real Or how could I explain, this kinda pain That's how ...

Should’ve, could’ve, would’ve If only there had been time to spare But now it seems all lost in my dreams And so instead I’m banging my h...

Mona Lisa had a black cat that was darkly charismatic. It was taciturn, aloof, haughty and aristocratic. Yet, despite this, Mona loved ...

The garden is magnificent: the fruit trees pruned, all hedges trimmed. Hours, countless hours, you must have spent in keeping every lawn-...

A lump of crud on the wall One morning, I did see, So I paused to have a better look To ponder what it could be. How, when, or from whe...