Author: Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Safety in Numbers

    I have travelled to Costa K With a group of girlfriends Who if the truth be known Irritate me at times We spend a lot of time On the West Beach But I long to explore The East Beach As it is far more interesting But I am told that odd men Seem to congregate […]

  • Striped Blue Jug

    Striped Blue Jug Muse Miami Beach W My Shadow It is all rather nice But I still attract The same toxic shits

  • Chalk & Cheese

    Hi Joe what have you been up to today Josie and I went to Canterbury Anywhere in particular To the cathedral Did you enjoy it Very much The light was superb Although the air was cool But what I did notice was the King’s School A number of its student passed us as we explored […]

  • The Secret Six

    Robbie Rocke Mandy Molly Max Sandy

  • Chiltern Hills

    A storm is brewing Over the Chiltern Hills This is a frequent occurrence On hot summer days

  • Ange;Vigo

    My angel wings are little more than thin white feathers I am surprised that I have the ability to fly Whilst resting I found an aqua box full of pearls And a pearl box full of aqua sea stones I feel that I am deeply loved

  • Shadow Dog

    On a pavement near my home There is a large shadow dog It reminds me of a Hiroshima Shadow And because of that it disturbs me This country is in an era of decay Make no mistake about this There is a raw cancer eating away At all we hold to be decent Disgusting behaviours […]

  • Gallows Humour

    I threw a noose over the bare branch of a tree But I was not going to hang myself Judy G was sitting on a crumbling wall She was listening to Lesbian Hangover On her pink and lime headphones We are the twins of urban decay

  • Joe v The Pigs

    Hi Pete fancy meeting you here We always meet here mate On platform seven at Peterborough Station Any good suicides recently Not really a couple of depressives And a crip in a wheelchair It is always quiet at this time of year You cannot rely on anyone these days What about you Pete Has it […]

  • Pointless Poem

    I was once married To a chap named William Hume But then we drifted apart And he became my ex I ran into him again last year The spark was still there So we decided to give it another try I am therefore planning to exhume him