Stuart Miller-Osborne

In the window of a village bookshop I found a pale blue forgotten church

Sitting in a plastic chair Outside a wooden pod Holidays in an open field Just two miles from the sea A second hand book Hayes Holidays Library Forward Arsenal 1888 – 1952 Fifty pence Plus a fridge magnet A tiny pod in a snow globe These are already my memories And I am not even…

Like saunas in fields Summer homes Pine simple Views of the marshes And the distant hills That do not exist The sky and the clouds Above the flat lands Where the moomins live 7/5

I found a battered moomin Lost previously by a child In time we both admired The bleakness of the lane

First morning birds Early in the sky Can be seen and heard Above the shadow fields 7/5

The chilled winds north east Did not welcome the sun A huge bank of cloud Had created a mythical hill My eyes were stunned Yet dull within my thoughts 7/5

Paige and Paige were sitting on a cold platform The station was cold The buffet was cold The coffee was cold The Met Office had promised mild winds In reality the wind was from the North East Both Paige and Paige hated the Met Office As they were wearing thin cotton dresses The Passenger Information…

I have just returned from the beach The high winds are now quite frenzied And the sea is so beautifully wild Deal 55

Am I right in thinking that your name is Constance Yes That is a pretty name Miss Perkins I like it Who chose your name Which one You are confusing me I am sorry that I am confusing you Perkins comes from my father He comes from a long line of Perkins In Taylor County…

Everywhere I go I find that a poet Has been there before me I think that we have a vigilante Somewhere in this mad city He or she just blows away All that is not clean or wholesome Do we have any clues Not many although tubes of oil paints Were found at the scene…