Stuart Miller-Osborne

Imagine Sitting on damp rocks On scalding days With your feet Cool in a rock pool A world famous poet But a failed author Meets his only fan He signs her book Daniel Meets Daniel They share a rock pool And count the pale pebbles Her name is Martin She is from Colorado And has […]

It was a typical artists table Unpolished with splashes of paint There was also a dry breakfast And a coffee waiting for me As I was facing a long journey On the bare and dusty wall Was an unfinished sketch of Anaïs I had not seen my sister for over a year So I carefully […]

It was a typical artists table Unpolished with splashes of paint There was also a dry breakfast And a coffee waiting for me As I was facing a long journey On the bare and dusty wall Was an unfinished sketch of Anaïs I had not seen my sister for over a year So I carefully […]

My bedroom has commanding views Of the Royal Albert Bridge I often watch the passing head lights Before I go to sleep at night It is a simple and unassuming pleasure

I thought I saw a buck Walking along The branches of a tree But was mistaken As the creature was a doe

When my sister was arrested for distributing Subversive essays about the regime I told her to use her eyes to gain an advantage Whilst I negotiated her release

These fields only a season ago Were so friendly Yet today as I stumble hunched Towards the night I composed country songs In self memory Disfigured at Birth by a Vengeful Father North North East the Ice Stars Sing

You frequently discover small railways When on holidays by the sea The Blue Railway was no exception Heinz Babette and Mai Were heading towards the sea As the day was sharing its warmth They were intending to swim in the bay And explore the famous dunes of Nadia

You have very beautiful breasts Océane Have I Yes How do you know that I have beautiful breasts Why do you ask Because you are blind You have been blind since birth My mother was also blind She never had occasion to see me Although she considered me handsome Was your father blind I never […]

Why are there five beds in the chalet Because my family consisted of five people I have only met three members of your family What happened to to the others Margit lives in America Peter in Berlin