Stuart Miller-Osborne

Have you seen my cat Myrtle No should I I suppose not What is your cats name Sweet Games of Last Summer That is an odd name for a cat Not really Explain I named him after a 1970 movie Which in turn was based on a Guy de Maupassant short story Which one Mouche

Where is Glenn Walking the desert trail It will do him good Deserts clear heads I should know As I lived in the desert For many years What did you do I was a potter My little shop Was on the highway In Rosebud Falls Did you make much money Enough to get by on […]

We sat on the silent beach Watching the late tide arrive The sea was in a drunken state Sea Glass Opaque and Rare Walmer Beach 26/07/24

Joe Yes Do you admire anybody Yes Other than your own reflection That as made it harder Martin As there are great numbers Of cunts Who disgust me I approve of Jo Rowling And Jennifer Jason Leigh The actress No the girl who works at the newsagents Near the railway station Do you like Harry […]

Hi Josie Thank you for the photographs You are a very bad girl And certainly not the daughter of a vicar Elena is very like her sister I suspect a bit taller Judging by your height Does she know that you have sent them to me Trains and Railway Stations I loved all of them […]

Are you missing Josie Very much When she is away from me It feels like I have only one arm Joe Deep down are you alarmed About her relationship with Cora It has become very intense No Why Because that is the way Josie works It is either everything or nothing Josie is very like […]

Ivan Hoe was an Australian bushranger Who haunted my dreams Especially when I was not there All the actions I witnessed Were seen through a gauze Neutralise the shareholders The message was clear It was repeated each time That I fell low of spirit Never use colour Just never use colour When bodies become disengaged […]

Touch me With the crystal You are holding I need To feel Your Love a poem by Estelle

Molly-Milly would you pop down to the shops for me Why can you not do it yourself Turn around what do you see You in a wheelchair wearing your pjs How did I get into this wheelchair And who put me there I put you there Simon Paul Because of my careless driving What do […]

My garden extends for many miles It is full of lanes and lazy paths Low rivers and dormant streams All slumbering in the high summer heat Stephen Masefield (July 1973)