Stuart Miller-Osborne

When Guy returned from Iceland He gave me an odd doll It resembled a corn dolly But was made out of wool She currently sits in a ceramic tray In all her purple and blue splendour

The wooden swings are of a simple construction With four banners two green two yellow Creating a recreational square Claude built these swings on the beach Just over two years ago for his wife She can often be found there Riding with the gentle sea winds

I saw her on most of my commuting days She worked in the same town as me But we never exchanged even a word The odd smile and that was about all Some of my colleagues thought we were good friends And asked me her name as she was rather beautiful I told them that […]

Joe why are you laughing I am reading about the idiocy of the church A short while ago the church had an attack of guilt About the supposed advantages that the church gained Through the slave trade Over one hundred and fifty years ago One of the senior idiots in charge Thought it would be […]

Hi Joe In the past I have spoken to you about what can loosely be termed Crime and Punishment I can remember chatting to you about the Camus novel A couple of summers ago in France It was an interesting conversation As you are totally against capital punishment Both Mauve and I disagreed with you […]

One of my first mature poems was called The Darkness of Arthur Rimbaud It dealt with his time in Africa Long after he had given up writing poetry Sadly I lost this early work during a move Between two residences in Ramsgate I often think that I might find this poem Completely by chance when […]

Joe Josie here I trust you are okay I have had a lazy day Mummy has spoilt me And I am supposed to scold you For being so disorganised The only problem is that mummy Watches anything on television She believes the hype Earlier I had to sit through something so lame That I think […]

Your arguments are so fragile They are always about to shatter

I was on a number seven bus With one of my children And noticed great gaps In the lower deck That exposed the road I told my child to watch a football match As there was a last minute corner The goalkeeper manager had come up But as the ball was crossed he was pushed […]

Creatures do not stray There are many churches In this great city That condemn your sins