Stuart Miller-Osborne

It may surprise you to hear That I have been called A Visionary Poet I have no opinions about this Why should I have any thoughts As this was noted elsewhere

When I was studying to be an architect I shared a Fulham flat with two girls Who were both quite attractive You might say that I was a lucky fellow But that was not the case As I found them quite irritating at times These are some of the charges 1/ Whenever I was either […]

You look amused Joe I am What has amused you Kew Gardens It is one of my favourite places And mine So what is funny Kew has turned queer In what way It is celebrating queerness and plants You can pop along and listen as those who bugger Tell you that plants are queer Really […]

I once lived in a country of beautiful people I was very happy there for many years But I had to leave this peaceful country And whilst I was away it was attacked By a country of ugly people and many died The country of the beautiful people soon declared war And were condemned by […]

I visited an antiquarian bookshop today And spent over an hour browsing I settled on a book of poetry and prose The English in Love What an odd title As we often love very deeply But are we really in love These are not my words I found them written in pencil In a section […]

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Before the flood The land was dry I was known by My birth name Common languages Were widely used Frictions were common Random rules Were broken Incendiaire

I have been in prison for just over three years It is an odd prison as I can move freely around the complex There are gates but these were not manned and the walls do not exist I share the prison with some of the members of the Hampstead Riots Whose main concern in life […]

we are standing next to the perimeter fence the airport is well lit in all locations it is likely that we are being watched our journey to the butterfly valley is over you said that it was one of the most beautiful weekends but you are travelling once again we hug like friends and you […]

I am dancing Slowly and sweetly On this bloody beach Where so many died Am I right or am I wrong As I can only hear the light music Of the sea and its distant memories