Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Tea with Voltaire

    Hi Joe how are ewe I am very good Josie Josie is very happy There is talk of you and Sephine Morag I am surprised at you Just probing You have been seen out together I have been seen out with many women I suppose I am quite popular Joe sensible question Free Speech I […]

    September 8, 2024
  • The Smugglers Tree

    It was a humid afternoon The church clock Long silent Suddenly announced the hour A single leaf fell From the smugglers tree It was the only casualty

    September 7, 2024
  • Nostalgia

    When I was just a young lad I lived in Shepherds Bush And being an irresponsible young lad born of responsible patents I explored in parts the old Wood Lane/White City station Many years later I used to visit a house more or less opposite the BBC Which something to do with the railways or […]

    September 7, 2024
  • Being There

    I am part of a team That looks after The railway tracks It is a very important job And a very dangerous job With strict safety protocols Firmly in place We have to be there As will cannot repair The tracks remotely Alertness is the key A few weeks ago A young lady Who was […]

    September 7, 2024
  • New Poem

    My Red Setter Comes from a common background It is very bolshie And appears uneducated But behaves well In good company Joe I am stuck in a hotel room And as normal cannot sleep So I wrote this poem on a napkin Would you like me To send it two ewe Lizzie

    September 7, 2024
  • Berlin is in Stoke

    Attending The Display of Flowers Awards I was in Berlin A coiple of daus ago e Tp receove my poixe Fouyr thid poeme

    September 7, 2024
  • The Canterbury Poems

    I have yet to write these poems Or maybe I already have This city haunts me As no other city does

    September 6, 2024
  • The Tangerine Tree

    We had but one tree in our urban garden When I was a small boy I used to sit in its shade On hot summer days And watch the trains pass by

    September 6, 2024
  • Kill the Fire Watchers

    Roger watched as the city burned He listened to the imprisoned screams Whilst peeling a ripe tangerine Hell was suggested to him But the angel soon faded Leaving only the acrid air Which was slowly choking him

    September 6, 2024
  • Postcards After Breakfast

    Joe I am in Rye in East Sussex The sun is high and the air is warm What a beautiful town it is But within an hour of arriving here I heard something so ridiculous That it made me smile There was a rather large woman at the next table Who announced that she was disabled […]

    September 6, 2024
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