Stuart Miller-Osborne

This will be the last Joe for a while It will also be the last Josie and Sephine I think that some of you have suspected That something was going to change How right you were In a couple of weeks it will be the fifteenth anniversary Of the loss of our beloved father Who…

History passes those who let it pass I have no quarrel with these words As I sail towards obscurity

They had travelled To a southern beach In search of amethysts Raven Red and Turquoise Paddled carelessly in the waves Ignoring a markedly handsome artist Who had been lamed during childhood

I had not seen Silly Boy For quite a while I was aware that That he had joined the army And had been promoted rapidly This surprised me as he was not that bright But he excelled in the staff car division As he always wore his khaki uniform Which was very very important If…

Why am I in Spain It is probably for the same reason Than you are in Spain Unlike you I do not have Spanish blood Everybody around me is English But I am told that I look Spanish I love the sun and the pace of life And this makes me even more unhappy with…

I have ended up in Spain It is not because I am Spanish Fat from it As I am as English as they come I look English And speak English But my grandmother was Spanish A refugee from Seville And that is why I am here I have tired of my home country It makes…

Due to circumstances  Outside of my control  I began to travel  From village to village I had been injured  And was forced  To slowly imagine  My dreams of leaving 

When I was very young my father found my mother Lying naked in bed with another woman This shattered him and we went to live In the House of the Seven Dreams Before I continue let me explain that in our language A dream is another name for an aunt My disgraced mother had seven…

Veronika was a total outcast She was considered unclean And was not touched By those fearing contamination

Colours are known to dissolve When alarmed by distortions This happened earlier today When a yacht lied about its name In a few seconds it changed colour And became a pale imitation of itself