Guernsey Poets

Listen to the children cry. Hear their words of exhortation. Listen to the children cry. Hear their words of accusation. Black, pois...

© Kriss Lee I say hello to you every day But you no longer reply That breaks my fragile heart And I just sit and cry I say hel...

Never to tire of a view That wouldn’t my eyes offend, Where green grass meets sky blue At land and journey’s end, The trees’ branches h...

Roquefort, Camembert and Brie are perfect nourishment for me. The names themselves are poetry: a wholly wholesome trinity. Cholesterol, ...

She tells me that for those with fragile hearts It is best to stay indoors When the cold wind blows hard. She says it’s medically proven....