Stuart Miller-Osborne

His lonely heart was still beating When I found it in a shell hole It was fading away in my hands I suggested no place of rest

Like a tailors dummy in a darkened room The sentry was still against the wall of the trench His war was over it was time to sleep again As he had once done in his mothers womb

The light of the day Is hiding in my camera The poetry of the day Is hiding in my pen

I require your knowledge Beloved Your fingers hover Mysteriously

Close your mouth Trap your voice Silence is promised

Will was collecting driftwood On the towns sloping beach When Jane found a diamond Hidden in a lonely seashell

My beautiful wife Was sitting in the sun Our fresh white sheets Were sea dancing again

Albine is a whimsical, innocent uneducated girl Who meets an unusual yet tragic end in the novel This is better than reading the bible Is anything better than reading the bible Yes lying naked with you on this bed I never thought it would happen Have you locked the door Who cares if Mrs Porter […]

The room is very small and tidy With two separate simple beds I am stretched out on my pit Naomi is in the bath Which is down the hall I am reading a novel by Zola La Faute de l’Abbé Moure The door opens sudden Naomi is standing in her dressing gown What are reading […]

Most people think that I am a slacker Except my girlfriend Naomi Smith Who always sees the good side of me She is the only daughter of the Rev Smith The truth is that I am a very angry person Who hates authority with a vengeance This said I do keep it bottled tightly at […]