Stuart Miller-Osborne

As I was walking along the coastal path I passed two women of maturity Sitting on my memorial bench One was wearing a green dress And the other its grey cotton twin You had been been wearing A red cotton dress trimmed white But had since chosen to go swimming Near the towns new unmade…

I feel so lazy here on this lovely beach Everything seems so right A breeze so gentle That it invades your dreams All the colours of the world Are cherished without thought Angels have never been more beautiful The bright sun never so warm You do not waste time here On our shared summer beach…

We met together in a fallow field You were carrying a tired rifle I gestured a decay of your position But you did not want to understand me This gave me no choice Kill or be killed It was over in moment As I stood over your lifeless body I realised how young you really…

Just chatted with Leo We are going to see Superman together With Lou Salome

I was travelling in a city When I saw a beautiful man On platform three of seven From that moment forward My life descended into confusion

I was travelling in a city When I saw a beautiful girl On platform three of seven From that moment forward My life descended into confusion

And eye went shopping In a blind city Without any firm plans Who was tucked up in bed With a tropical virus As they were deeply in love

I work as a dog catcher In a city of foul women Silly Boy

I was criticised For these thoughts By those Without sight

My brother was found guilty Of war crimes But I forgave him Without qualification As all wars are shapeless