Stuart Miller-Osborne

I never had time  To say goodbye  Sedate days Green Gold Vermilion

Monstrueuse réalité Comme je suis content de plus habiter à Paris  

Zest  Infinite Zest 

I can see a large piece of ice  just below the surface  of the wide river  it is heavily populated 

The grey sky white darkening  Fades behind our seasonal tree  Unknown lights dome bright  Dance briskly in slow motion  Honey sweet perfumes linger

Sephine I have always had had happy memories of the hill at Lardon Chase  Joe and eye used to visit this wonderful place during the warmer months  And quite occasionally on snowy winter days and risk our lives tobogganing  In the summer we would often picnic (I was often topless) and generally enjoy our innocence  Joe…

I found a poetry book  In a church in Goring  Not far from the River Thames  Quite a number of books  Had been donated by those  With kind hearts and gentle ways  It was a book of collected poems  A thick paperback tired and well read  I found a cinema ticket hidden  Between pages ninety six…

Time was of no importance in the village where I lived  And that also applied to the trains  Which showed up when they wanted to  Both of my sisters Keziah and Keren-Happuch  Worked at the railway stations  One at Eastry and one at Eastry South  They assisted my father and my nameless brothers  I am the…

I have a framed photograph  Of my grandmother on my wall  She is posing with my mother  Who remains hidden in her pram  The photograph appears to have been taken  On a bright day perhaps summer  As my grandmother is wearing  A cotton dress and a wide brim hat  I am not sure if she…

My sister collects porcelain dolls  Some are quite beautiful  She considers them all To be her dear friends  I am currently constructing a dolls house  Using odd pieces of driftwood  Found on the beach after summer storms  Occasionally Desiree gifts me damaged dolls  I have three in total and am promised two more  It gives…