Stuart Miller-Osborne

I live in a small farmhouse On the extreme edge Of a French village From my front door I could see a dusty white road Which had been until the last war A famous route for passing circuses It was deserted now which was rather sad

Christopher had erected an outdoor shower The water was ice cold straight from a spring He was watching me shower through a thin curtain I could smell the aromas of his crumbling joint Which both excited and repelled me all at once For all he cared I could have been wearing A suit of shining […]

Although the sky was dark I could see the high clouds Lightly glowing above me It was a common sight A reflection from the sea Rather foolishly I walked Into my garden lightly dressed As if a summers morning The frozen grass shattered Beneath my bare feet This was a foolish adventure But from my […]

Many years ago I saw a movie About a confused middle aged man Trying to swim across Los Angeles Using the swimming pools of others The idea was quite original So I decided to remake the film This said I live in a very poor city Which is derelict and totally run down All the […]

The sunrise was spectacular A huge blush sun Rising from the waves Yet there was a small Horizontal cloud dissecting   The symmetry of my eye

Describe the cave paintings Jim In their way they are outstanding Rough but totally original They are nothing like any other cave paintings Found over the last few centuries Describe them to me This may surprise you As the images were highly sexual They appear to be celebrating orgies And are in their way highly […]

Towards the end of the movie Sandra learns that her parents Have perished in a plane crash She wanders aimlessly Around her bedroom Staring at the grey wall For the next few minutes The camera studies this wall Nothing happens Sandra then lights a cigarette And stubs it repeatedly Against the soft flesh Of her […]

This is such a beautiful shell Undamaged by the storm It has retained its pale colour But is deeply troubled

What made you want to go into space Major Tom Why are you the sole commander of this mission Knowing that we might never return Think of the French Foreign Legion Luke Most of the people that I have ever met Who have served with the French Foreign Legion Were running away from from something […]

Whilst in Spain I attended a concert With Gloria Phil and Kev I knew the music very well Rodrigo’s Conceirto de Aranjuez What I did not know Was that in the brass world This piece is known as Orange Juice It was the last thing that Gloria Said to me before she boarded her train