Stuart Miller-Osborne

My wife was sitting on a wooden seat Next to the Royal Military Canal She was wearing a white shirt And dove grey cotton slacks How cool she looked I knew that underneath She was wearing white underwear In a couple of hours we would be in our room At the Imperial Hotel sipping ice […]

I was on the Metro in Athens travelling to a meeting To my right was a woman reading a cheap magazine We were oblivious to each other as travellers often are An inspector of tickets suddenly appeared behind us I showed him my short term ticket without a word But I had a feeling that […]

This is a walk that I might Have taken weeks ago Although the trees are turning The heat is the equal Of a high summers day The colours are soft Bright and pastel rich And a sense of happiness Can be tasted in the gentle air Nothing is rushed everything seems calm Yet the leaves […]

It was not until I saw The vivid colours of the market fruit That I began to realise how white My day had become Cool waterways Deep green Under weeping trees Just added To the silent music Of my long dreams

We are experiencing unusual weather patterns at present A tropical heatwave Caused by volatile weather patterns elsewhere Jane and I awoke about half an hour ago And were naked around our house Until the sun within the sea fog Compelled me to walk to the beach I was planning to take a number of soft […]

Both my sisters are archeologists I often travel with them On their coastal trips abroad As my sisters like to dance In the shallows of the sea I do not share this passion And frequently write poems In my small grey notebook

We enjoyed an ice cream in the middle Of a railway track this afternoon But there were no trains today As this was a ghost line In years past it took soldiers On a one way trip to Hell Poets and Porters Artists and Architects Scientists and Shopkeepers They and many others Passed through this […]

Of late I have let my hair grow It is now bleached blond Which is the result Of living by the sea But this style Does have its problems As when out walking I find that my sweat Tends to drop into my eyes And obscure my vision So I have taken to wearing A […]

Today I walked between Sandgate And Hythe In temperatures approaching Eighty-two degrees It was a walk of great beauty With the sea glimmering Erratically to my left Before retiring into a soft dull haze The light was so incredibly intense That the beach users Were reduced to declining shadows Fading into the heat of the […]

Recently I met a Finnish couple Who are both artists They have purchased a studio Which is about five hundred yards Away from the lanes that cross At present they are working with water And tend to paint quietly on the cliffs I mainly work with acrylics But have returned to water We frequently paint […]