Stuart Miller-Osborne

One of the nice things about travelling on trains Is finding the occasional railway pub There used to be many but few now remain Which makes it more exciting to discover A bar where secret lovers once met The Railway Arms on Station Road The Three Guineas on the Cornish Line York Tap York a […]

We walled up Sister Clodagh today As she knew too much Out of Sight Out of Mind No Longer Wanted Left Behind

I am so happy to meet you on this warm sunny day Your wife is a terrific addition to your milieu Is she as dirty as when I knew her in prison I am still a dirty girl with various habits Perhaps you should send me to a convent Where I can be walled up […]

Vote Petra Vote Poll What a Fuck Bitch What a Doll

I used to be an adult actress My name was Petra Poll I made a few movies Which sank without trace Due to the madness of others I am now the first minister Of an insignificant blue country Which borders both red orange and red Many of the important people I meet Used to act […]

Do you remember those innocent summers When everything was white with the world European wars were resting in history books And people walked around smiling at each other The beaches were full of vibrant colour and warmth Did you make tea in sixty three Julie B

I am lost in your beauty All summer paths lead To your perfumed residence

You are perfect You never lie I am lost In my own thoughts

There were two Moons visible In the night sky My eyes had mistaken The fantastic For the fantastic

Your eyes smiled Yet your lips Remained thin I sensed Your hostility The fault was mine