Stuart Miller-Osborne

I was a the sole crossing keeper In the small town of Raje It was a responsible job Although the trains were few I lived in the house Which came with the job With my wife Hilde We were not blessed with children So we treated our garden with love And then slowly it ended…

Haunting bright Within the night Her memory Remained unchanged

Although she was habitually lazy And adverse to any real physical activity Sophia had a kind heart and a ready smile She looked after the the poor of the parish But her indolent lifestyle soon took its toll She died suddenly before she was thirty And was much mourned within her village Note – in…

Never construct dreams For other people As there is a chance That you will forget your own

She has changed it once She has changed it twice Sweet Amélie

This station closed down Over twenty years ago When a diverting line was opened Why do trains still stop at the station As there is no evidence of life Only a profound desolation now exists

& Charlotte I had a ghastly dream A horrible horrible dream I had committed an unspecified crime Against Madame Guillotine And I was being punished They had laid my head On a wooden block I was looking Towards the blade This would be my last image I was also naked from the waist down My…

Do you find it difficult Being a man In some ways yes But it is worse for you Alice As you are walking talking Box of Secrets Some of which you understand And others which you Do not even know That you posses That is why women Are so different from men I have little…

What do you do For a living I kill people For a living Very bad people Is that not dangerous In real life yes It is very dangerous But in your dreams no Are you saying That you only kill The bad guys In your dreams Yes that is true What about the good guys…

This is my first and last visit Into this poem I will sit opposite you In the pouring rain We will share a coffee And then I will leave