When businessman Dave Beausire offered up his own poem to be published, he challenged others to do the same...and a number of people have risen to that challenge and have put pen to paper.
Mr Beausire's poem was published on Monday. He said he had written it during the lockdown while his family run business was closed.
Pictured: David Rowlinson with his wife and daughter, and Dave Beausire.
Mr Beausire's poem can be read HERE along with one submitted by David Rowlinson.
Since then we have received a few more so below you can read poems written by Tristan Boscher, Sally Robert and Colin Perry.
Pictured: Tristan Boscher.
Tristan told us he wrote this poem at the start of the month, he said it is "one for the not too distant future":
Many Happy Returns
‘’It’s over’’ they said with smiles of elation,
You can all come out from your isolation.
It’s time to return to your happy places,
To your family and friends with warmest embraces.
Covid defeated with many lives lost,
Remember them all as we count the cost.
Honour them now and restart your days,
Fill them with love and the kindest of ways.
Return to the shops and help businesses new,
Return to the cafes and restaurants too.
Return to the pubs and sporting grounds,
Return to the theatres and fill them with sounds.
Return to the barbers and to the beauticians,
Return to the churches, the mosques and the missions.
Return to all of the things that make your lives better and good,
Return to improved living and all that you should.
Return to love and all things worthwhile,
Return to happiness and live life with a smile.
Pictured: Sally Robert
Sally's poem has also been written during the lockdown.
Here it is:
Freedom Came Our Way
Our Dear Channel Islands will be free today
Almost 75 years of freedom came our way
Until 9th March 2020 - an enemy decided to enter our shores
Coronavirus, a dangerous and invisible one, in all.
Pub, Clubs, Restaurants and gatherings have all come to a stop
Social distancing is the new trend on the block
Hugs and kisses have been banned for now
Lockdown is the name of the game – stay home and do not row.
Milk, Papers and Groceries are delivered to our doors
Post and Bin men carry on as before
Come on you fishermen, sell us your fish
From the roadside, as it was done in 1966
Don’t let boredom get the better of you
Clear out the loft, play games, and exercise too
With tins of soup or bake beans at the ready
Follow the instructor’s advice you’ll find on the tele
Or of course from your tab
But be careful whose watching, as they’ll think you’ve gone mad
Breath in the fresh air from the garden of your place
Listen to the birds sing whilst no one is around
Look up to the sky where planes cannot be seen
Reflect on your life and what this invasion means
Let us give thanks to the Frontline of this war
We’ll always remember the ones that were taken off our shore
Keep the battle going through thick or thin
We can do this together and with determination, we will win
We’ll rejoice in the freedom we took for granted
We’ll look to the future and hug everybody
We’ll invite visitors to catch a plane or a ferry
We’ll welcome them back to our Island of Beauty
Pictured: Colin Perry submitted his poem in photo form.
To submit your poem, readers' letter or other musings please email email@example.com
Pictured top: The authors of our submitted poems so far.