Stuart Miller-Osborne

What is free speech Joe It is exactly what it says on the box If I want to say anything Even if it is considered offensive Then I should be free to do so There are those who are offensive to me How do you feel about that Joe I feel nothing Why should I…

What is free speech Joe It is exactly what is says on the box If I want to say anything Even if it is considered offensive Then I should be free to do so There are those who are offensive to me How do you feel about that Joe I feel nothing Why should I…

I was reading about an airport Plans were being considered To build an international airport In an area of fading farms near the sea I visited this wilderness in early March Just as the migrant birds were returning And the spring colours were in early exhibition How lovely it was in the warm southerly air…

Everything else is dead But the line is open for freight Even the bridge is half closed I explored this station today It is a burnt out shell Nothing has survived It was once a good idea As the sea is quite near But it was not popular And slowly faded from sight From a…

I am going to walk Through a Torii Gate With Janice We have invited the sun The moon and the stars To share our wonderful journey

Nepo how are you I have a bloody toe Have you dropped a shopping bag In your foot again Yep Shit happens You are looking very beautiful today I know Tell me a joke Nepo I work in a toy shop But I never see any pregnant Barbie dolls Why is that Because Ken comes…

The Queen of Beauty Hangs at the top of my stairs Lit only by the moon On brittle nights I can see her likeness From my floating bed This brings me intimate dreams Which I do not choose to understand

Many years ago whilst at college I watched a television programme About a young but bedridden poet A naked woman Shadow hidden Stands next to his bed Is he dreaming Or maybe hallucinating This is not made clear

There used to be a football team here New Brighton Tower FC They no longer have fixtures Their plans turned to dust Nothing now remains Pregnant at sixteen My younger brother Died young of a wasting disease That might have been curable given time I lied on my CV Decay Decay Decay There is nothing…

Bluebird released in a white desert Ominous hills Sleek thoughts Paddling in the shallows With a wild deckchair Dry summer dress Do keep your balance Mollie May Drifter Wants to rest Breaks his journey Attracted by the sea Dancing in a storm Saturated sand Thinking of you In a red dress The skies remain the…