Guernsey Poets

The scaly cricket is an ugly critter It likes to live amongst organic litter It’s not as rare as you might think They swarm around on b...

With the atomic bomb Man created his own destruction A contradiction in terms With fullest instruction Now nuclear power Is the spiri...

Bow to the might of the Pangolin and Bat Leave them undisturbed in their wild habitat Tremble before Creation in its glory Know that Hu...

I wonder do days have names anymore Or are we left to loll in Sundays. Each twenty four hours rolls sedately into the next No markers, ...

Imagine life before hummus No olives and flatbread No tapas or leaves Nor ready cut veg Fruit in their season Then made into jam No...