Stuart Miller-Osborne

I frequently enter unknown tunnels with my trusty microphones This is considered odd by those who do not enter unknown tunnels Or have more than a passing interest in ghosts and other blue ghosts

If one drove their car around A totally circular roundabout Without ever stopping How would their journey Be described

If you were walking down a street And you found an envelope What would you do If it was not addressed to you I would find a post box And And what What would you do I would find a post box What happens if you were unsuccessful In your search for the said post […]

On the eve of my sixteenth birthday Silly Mummy booked a family naturist holiday At a resort in South Western France For Silly Silly Sister Daddy and myself We caught a bus from the high street in Arundel Changed one hundred and forty seven times Before arriving at the resort of naturist Cap D’Agde I […]

I own two dull smiling stones Which I found just over a year apart I say own but one cannot own a stone Stones own stones that is pretty obvious The larger of the stones has a recognisable face Which seems to be frozen in an open horror Whereas the smaller stone has a mangled […]

My pen friend was fatter Than I had imagined her This said she was very attractive I rang my mother and told her That I had arrived without harm Even though the flight had been tedious My painting was in a position of honour On the wall facing the wide windows I had painted a […]

Are you happy Billy Billy Yes I am happy Even with all the misery Around the world Some might call You a shallow liar I am happy happy And do not Given a fig About the misery of others Interview in Interview 1984

There was not much of him left Apart from a bloodied photograph Of a girl in a fashionable hat With love from Geraldine Had been written in pencil Your friend from the valleys

Are these sea mists common Gerry Not really but given the right conditions The ghosts of the sea do visit our village Ghosts Yes If you close your eyes and listen What do you hear Not much if anything at all What do you feel A coolness caressing my face Taste what do you taste […]

 I do not want to live in England It is not fit for humans now We were very lucky that we lived In decent part of the country But now you cannot have nice things Even in these small towns The primates have taken over Martha letter to Joe (April 2026)