Stuart Miller-Osborne

Edith walked in Bath With her Blue Rocks Bright Morning Light

Edith walked in Bath With her Blue Rocks Sweet Morning Light

Edith walked in Bath With her Blue Rocks Quiet Morning Light

Miss Spread was our History Teacher And had been engaged to Mr Pure-Love Our much admired Games Master He is now engaged to Ruby Rose-Stone Who won an Olympic Gold in Rome

They found the body Of Marjorie Irene Spread In a field of Golden Buttercups She had taken her own life After being unhappy in love

In the village where we stayed There was a particular tradition Which was both ridiculous and amusing In short the older more mature trees Were given bright summer faces By children visiting from abroad

We were both curious About your intimate tattoos And your dexterity with a brush We were both curious About your paint splashed clothes And how good you always look We were both curious About your physical beauty And your understanding of others

A week ago were sharing a villa In the South Western France And now I am sitting next to them On a sweaty train approaching London How different we are in our business suits Away from beach and the swimming pool

it was a short dream which did not start or end a wicker lamp shade was moving violently in a office after being struck by a flailing hand it was not within my powers to inhibit its progress

Stereotypes feed prejudice And generate violence Your thoughts Joe I disagree Why