Stuart Miller-Osborne

Happy Birthday Silly Boy It is not my birthday I have already had a birthday This time last year That was your previous birthday Really Yes you have more than one Amazing I did not know that Then now ewe know Know what That on the 27th February each year Ewe celebrate your birthday What […]

San Juan Capistrano The night shift Is full of ghosts Or so I have been told By one of the cats Who sometimes haunt The railway station Email Ashley/Joe 02/27/2026

I am quick at detecting these summer clouds in Bridget Is this one of yours Joe I wish it was Bridget It is part of an essay written by Charles Lamb May I read this essay It is in the green book sixth left On the top shelf of my second bookcase I have placed […]

I am a dolphin And can be found Near the old pier People often swim with me Which I greatly welcome As we have many similarities

I live in an abandoned cinema That still shows contemporary films Although my days are very long I am quite happy here It is nearly March and the start of the rubber season The days are getting brighter and the air milder I am in sole charge of the programme Although attendances are very low […]

At six on summer mornings (seven in the winter) The postman delivers letters Around the small village of Blue He always cycles around our lanes Often accompanied by his dog (who does not own a bicycle)

Mona we have not entertained for a while That is because I buried the ashes of the budgie Where Toots could see the trains for eternity But we do not live next to a railway We live next to a canal It is that long wet thing near the rockery Toots was not keen on […]

He collects abstract paintings Created by American Snails Named Mother Well Hicks and Mac Neil Blue Black Pinks and Greens Can be found easily on Freeways North West East and South

Steal this book not For fear of shame For here you see The owner’s name Stuart

A girl passed us on her bicycle She was heading towards the beach Where would read this poem And think deeply about the sea