Stuart Miller-Osborne

Only gold fish you must understand Mona accepted nothing inferior TBC

I suppose mathematically what feels like a rare occurrence Is often the inevitable outcome of and basic probabilities What the fuck does that mean Joe Work it out for yourself sis You are talking in riddles again Today I purchased a book of Tagore’s poetry It was a random find Josie I had not planned […]

You are my water wagtail Jane I have not been the same Since You pulled up your cotton dress And Displayed your perfect Bottom Just as the bees left their hive

Well not really dead but really sick All the usual fun things Like taking a fat woman Up her locked back door I used to be a famous footballer But then a war came along Wars are always great fun Especially if one does not care For the enemy or their country of origin On […]

I am currently sitting on a settee On a lonely beach in Northern Spain The slow tide is only metres away It has been suggested to me That I should write a surreal poem I have never ever written a poem As I am an engineer by profession Small bridges in large cities Are my […]

It was going to be short break Away from our busy schedules Currently I am looking at the sea From our first floor balcony You are lying on our bed Without clothes or even cool sheets Hopefully you will improve very soon We shared our illnesses without complaint Belgium is such a kind and caring […]

She should have not survived the accident  The lorry driver died  He was brain dead  Before and after the crash  Romy has only one arm  The other was crushed  Under the wheels of the lorry Whilst she was in hospital  I looked for her missing arm  Finding nothing but a bunch of flowers Left in memory of […]

My sister committed suicide yesterday  She placed a live cable in her mouth  I said that I would never write a poem  About this gruesome and terrible event  But as you can see I am wafer thin 

apart from a few weeks every year the village that i call my home is saturated by the dew winds these are known locally as the yellow organics

Unlike the other beaches in the area Bulavant is a small beach It is famous for its Yellow School A group of Scottish Colourists Who stayed there between the wars Their name derived from their fondness For the various shades of organic yellow They often decorated the pebbles That were found on the beach These […]