Stuart Miller-Osborne

I live in a lock keepers cottage With Janice and our two dogs It is obviously situated near The Kennet and Avon Canal Ours is an idyllic situation Which was horribly spoilt By a drunken couple Whilst I was walking Pippa Just before her bedtime last week It was not something That I wanted my…

I am in a cafe in Marrakesh It is late and only half full Space solitude and time Seem to fill my thoughts This is my last day in Morocco

When I was a child This was a busy beach It is so deserted now The endless erosion Has made it unpredictable

Come here Joaquin There is time for a coffee Before our flight is called We are visiting so many cities In the next twenty four days My grandfather was a part Of a bomber crew Whose plane was shot down Over some English fields He was the only survivor As a rare forest broke his…

A featureless valley flanked by hills It seems so very peaceful now This was once the scene Of an unimaginable slaughter I lost two of my brothers here Perhaps they sleep beneath me

Malcolm Yes Do you realise Realise what That you really fuck me off How do I fuck you off Robby Please call me Roberta That is my name How do I fuck you off Roberta You like trains I know I do Does that fuck you off Not really Then what fucks you off Because…

Like many artists I search for the organic Which translated means Combing the beach For interesting things I have summered in a beach hut Near a giant power station My muse has an unusual name And often sleeps in past nine She greets me with a hot coffee When I return with some of my…

When I first met him I thought that my future Lay in a boiling pot But it soon became apparent That he had no intentionOf harming me in any way As he was a troubled poet Who just wanted a friend To accompany him on his walks Around this strangely magical city

I do not speak French very well But feel welcome as I have a beautiful wife Food wise I am a total oaf yet this is ignored Because I care greatly for my pet lobster On these scalding summer days

After my car broke down I wandered for a while Into a sleeping village My phone was dead I was looking for a light You will find a phone Outside the station Said a woman From behind a door You cannot miss it But miss it I did As although I found The partly unlit…