Stuart Miller-Osborne

Are you sleeping No I am reading What are you reading In defence of Reason I have never heard of it It is a book of contemporary criticism That seems such a heavy book Especially on a day such as this Your Harley looks so splendid today So do you Aurore Maybe but not as […]

I sell books by the roadside Or on desert trails If I sell three In a week Then I am happy If I fail then I just move on

There is no light Save for an aspect signal Deep down the line It is showing red And should not be passed

The winter trees are bare As they hang Over the dry stone walls An unseen stream Runs under a tiny bridge In the distance a road Creeps up a nearby hill It is hardly used

It ran through the industrial heartlands The idea had been to extend it From state to state to state The good wars They passed me by I have no memories of them There was much damage So many died needlessly

I had not expected this As these anniversaries Are more hidden here diary note 4/5

A gift of Atlantic Sand Sea damp in a plastic bag Currently drying in an ornate bottle Shannon Duty Free diary note 4/5

They have accepted a new occupation Far worse than the previous occupations Which I had considered consigned to history Brian Cox (2026)

I had travelled only a short distance But found that she Had been betrayed again By traitors from within Brian Cox (2026)

I woke up this morning With a single thought In my empty head Today I would get a chill So I wandered to the river And jumped in from the jetty Used by the river steamers After a while I became aware That I was being watched By a kind girl in a coloured sweater […]