Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Sinking Sands

    She dances lightly Not far from the sea Sylvia is quite naked And glides across the sand After a watercolour by William Russell Flint

    August 13, 2024
  • Its grand entrance is now choked with weeds

    Like many other hotels in the area A decay has set in Our country is dying It has been slowly poisoned By those who do not care

    August 13, 2024
  • Romney Bay Hotel

    From a distance all seems to be well A splendid building set in grounds But when inspected closely It seems to have been gutted With the debris of many years piled nearby A luxury garden used to exist But this is now desolate There is a trace of a swimming pool A tennis court and […]

    August 13, 2024
  • Elena

    I am often asked about Cora’s sister But am at a loss to give an answer As I have never met Elena And will not do so until November Photographs tell me that she is like her sister Although is nearer to Josie in height I look forward to meeting her Cora has told me […]

    August 13, 2024
  • Identical Twins

    Josie and I are identical twins With Josie being older than me By a few minutes Although we are identical Certain things separate us Obviously I am very masculine A hairy but intelligent primate Whereas Josie although boyish Is feminine and smooth I am taller than Josie Who is rather tall for a girl We […]

    August 13, 2024
  • The Present and the Past

    I found a number of derelict chalets With each window boarded up An all weather football pitch Was rotting and covered in coastal debris A short distance away I found a new build Triangular shaped chalets wooden chic A girl in a red bikini walked towards the beach She appeared to be the only paying […]

    August 13, 2024
  • Dymchurch

    This little village has been swallowed up By hordes of rather vulgar visitors All memories of its artistic past Have been all but swept away A decay has set it but a kind decay I did not resent the masses And vowed to return When the air was cooler And write poetry On the sea […]

    August 13, 2024
  • Objet trouvé.

    Yesterday I left my senses behind And decided to walk From New Romney to Dymchurch A distance of about five miles The temperature of this scalding day Was between eighty-five and ninety Yet was subtly cooled by a kind sea breeze I was in a heaven that I did not understand A wilderness a wasteland […]

    August 13, 2024
  • Cricket in Berkshire

    Today I thought of the many cricket matches That have been played in the County of Berkshire

    August 12, 2024
  • In Praise of Landing Strips

    Joe Yes Do you notice something different about me That you are much better now No silly something physical No I have grown a landing strip Do we need an airport in Richmond Why a landing strip Josie Is it a new fashion Cora and I are going to have identical landing strips Why Why […]

    August 12, 2024
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