Author: Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • An Atlas of Amanda

    I have no name Or to be more truthful I do not need a name As I can be spotted easily By the rocks in my pale green dress Just whistle and I will come

  • Slough and Brutalism

    There are many people out there Who do not appreciate Brutalism I feel very sorry for these people Up to about ten years ago There was a bus station in Slough Which was absolutely beautiful But it was much hated By the people of Slough and was demolished It was replaced by a rather odd […]

  • Freddie in Broadstairs

    Whilst walking from the railway station Freddie saw two girls holding hands He assumed that they were green gay girls   Freddie in Broadstairs The Victorian steps that lead to the road were quite beautiful Freddie noticed beauty a great deal during the warmer months   Freddie in Broadstairs Whilst in Broadstairs Freddie visited the […]

  • The Madness of the Moon

    I was looking into your raven black eyes for a trace of the moon But my investigation was inhibited by the passage of your tears It was a late winters night and the sky was angry and dull A coarse wind was chilling the empty streets and we were alone So very alone but I […]

  • 7 x 7

    Seven chickens with bright green heads Seven sky storks ready for flight Seven puppies white and bright Left my village during the night   Seven crows and seven kites Seven cats all egg jade white Left my village during the night

  • La Luna

    all things are governed by the moon the birds in the dark trees hide from you as your travel brightly across the night sky you raise me from my velvet dreams and I stare at you not moving at all as all things are governed by the moon the tides that rise and fall without […]

  • One Broadstairs Morning

    Victor was playing his guitar as the sun rose above the sea Blush Pink Blush Red Blush Gold Blush Blue   Judith had left her bicycle against the railings Of the promenade that overlooked the empty beach   She was still asleep in Victor’s white maiden bed And would not rise until she heard the […]

  • Those Frisky Policemen on Platform Three

    As I rested between trains at Ramsgate Railway Station I began to dream strange dreams about three frisky policemen Acting like grown schoolboys on Platform Three As my dream matured Jane told me that all the station loos Were closed due to logging problems in the main building A friendly porter then told her That […]

  • Tokyo Bay

    As I waited for the blush sunrise this morning I noticed a man and a woman wild swimming nearby We did not speak although both of them smiled at me As we greeted/welcomed/caressed/touched the beauty of our new day     Coca Cola On the afternoon of the 11th of August 2020 I enjoyed a […]

  • Code Red

    In my youth I spent a year in Rome studying Art History It was a special time in my life which I have never forgotten I never returned to Rome as I wanted to cherish the memories of the time And not let my sad eyes become trapped in the reality of the city that […]