Stuart Miller-Osborne

Mona Mona and I were cycling Towards the purple beach Which was downhill most of the way I always accompanied her to the beach As she was not a strong swimmer Whereas I excelled at the sport Another reason was there had been a murder On the night train a few days previously A gangster […]

Don Lope de Aguirre I the Wrath of God will marry my own daughter and with her I will create the purest dynasty the earth has ever seen That sounds fun Joe is it from that movie you mentioned earlier Yes Aguirre Wrath of God It blew me out of the water when I first saw it […]

I usually read a book of my poems For an hour Until I am quite tired A visit to the bathroom is next Where I clean my my teeth At this time Josie often steals my pyjama jacket Which I approve of as she has a lovely bum I then look in the mirror And […]

There is an early black and white photograph Of Elvis Presley Taken outside of a drug store Some years before he became famous If you look closely there is another boy In the background leaning on his bicycle His name was Bobby Graham Who was killed by a drunken driver Whilst riding his bicycle in […]

Was the name of my Dad’s pub We only lived there for two years Yet I remember it well on the main road Between Burton and Lichfield I had my first vision there But was not believed

Mr Pope knew that he would not make it As an artist as he had a limited eye So he decided to teach Art History That is how I met him I was a very talented young artist But lacked direction We are now happily married It was a perfect combination As he taught me […]

I am sitting by the river Thinking of my lovely village It is High Summer now All perfumes and colours Light and long days But in a few months These winds will change The days will shorten My village will slowly fade And drift into the long night Anita is rowing with Tom She is […]

What are you reading Stephen Le silence d’Egon Is it about the artist Yes What is written on your wall Wow what a Gymnast Did you write that No Then who I have no idea It was there when I moved in Is it true that he was arrested Yes Why History is not clear […]

I am walking at my normal pace But the world has slowed down Time is passing backwards In front of my eyes Bof Bop Bop Bof Bof Bop LuLu in Red Shorts

I must go down to the seas again to the lonely sea and the sky What are you doing Susie Reading a poem by John Masefield Which one Sea Fever He was related to Stephen Stephen Stephen Masefield my predecessor I thought that was your pseudonym No he was a real person Does he still […]