Stuart Miller-Osborne

O but my delicate lover, Is she not fair as the moonlight? Is she not supple and strong          For hurried passion?  Has not the god of the green world, In his large tolerant wisdom, Filled with the ardours of earth           Her twenty summers?  Well did he make her for loving;Well did he mould her for beauty;Gave her the wish that is…

Jane and I were sitting in front of the Guildhall in Sandwich It is normally a rather reserved quiet location But from inside the building loud cheers could be heard A wedding was taking place a very informal wedding The almost chaotic guests emerged just after the bride Suits and pretty summer dresses were the…

Their colours are distinct They look vaguely identical How I envy their laziness Our days are so chic Hi Joe Here is the short poem you requested I wrote it on the beach this morning It is possibly a trite boring poem That is for you to decide Enjoy or loathe Sleep well God Bless…

Don’t you worry I surrenderDays are long and life’s a benderStill I know thatTender is the Night. F. Scott Fitzgerald Darling Josie Here is piece you might like I wish I could write like that Here are my thoughts from home I am getting very pissed off with this GE as it is an excuse…

I plan to eat a cheese sandwich In Sandwich this afternoon And consider the villages Of Ham and Ash Kent is such a silly county But it is Worth living here A poem from Silly Boy

Murray and I are staying in Scarborough As we are going to explore The North Yorkshire Moors tomorrow The weather is May Kind But I do not trust it As traces of a recent storm Still scar the promenade and the road LuLuissketching The loneliest bus stop in the town She is devoted to bus…

A couple of years ago when cutting Through Dane John Gardens I chanced upon a most beautiful Jewess Her radiance lit up the drabness of a grey day Even now when I pass the cafe I stop and think of this obscure girl

The perfumes that one can taste In the side streets of Rabat Are not really accepted In chic cafes painted red

I have just returned from the USA As I wanted to study Southern Beavers During my stay I visited the Hoover Dam Its scale took my breath away Wow Wow Wow Oh Wow It was whilst having a soda afterwards That I thought just how long had it taken For the Southern Beavers to construct…

I am currently writing an ode to the countryside My name is Stephen Duck (a name I share with another poet) We are both from Wiltshire I was born In Bedwyn (my heaven on earth) And the other Stephen was born in Charlton His wife Mary rests in the churchyard I am also married to…