Stuart Miller-Osborne

Jane and I viewed the eclipse From a field above the village It was nearer to the sky than the sea We were members of a much larger audience Who had travelled miles to enjoy this vantage Later we retired to a nearby naturist beach Which given the crowds was lightly used I do not […]

Antoine was murdered by unknown assailants Because his books were honest and truthful He exposed those with small diseased cocks Who took it up the arse for corrupt rewards He exposed the whores with their perfumed cunts Who were the puppet masters of weak men France is sad she will always be sad As she […]

I have just watched a movie That supposed that France Was hit by cold polar air During its hot summer months Although far fetched It is a fascinating concept Yet it is exactly what England Is enduring at present This upsets me greatly The countryside is dull It is already accepting autumn The beaches are […]

I have a photograph of Albert Camus In my bed chamber He is wearing glasses And looks very serious This makes me nervous As I know his eye sight was perfect My name is Yolande de Polastron I have a photograph of Yolande de Polastron In my bed chamber She is wearing glasses And looks […]

I can see you reflected in the mirror You are sketching me As you think I am asleep How beautiful you are In the morning light We are expecting guests So we dressed early The terrace is still in shadow But the air is warm You are sketching me again Sitting on a stone wall […]

I am a great admirer of magnets They are so uncomplicated Note tell George Borrow Tomorrow Seriously these words are worthless In a world full of hope Why hope my friend I do not hope to be wealthy That is an abstract It is not even a dream Yesterday I was given two books A […]

Albert Camus was born Into a poor working class family His father who was barely literate Worked as an agricultural labourer in a vineyard He was killed at the first Battle of the Marne Camus always felt the absurdity of his pointless death I personally would refuse to fight if my country was at war […]

Since I moved to the coast I have started collecting sea glass It is a mysterious pastime As one does not know What one might find I was in Margate yesterday Not far from the Eliot shelter As due to the tides sea glass Is easily found in this location I commonly find clear and […]

Mermaids on walls Mermaids in shops They were quite common In the town today But there were none In the salt silver sea Which rather puzzled me

I faded as I strolled Across Margate Sands And looked up at the huge sky Blue Grey White and Bright Yet it was the glowing beach That really attracted my attention And I was quickly seduced By the soft violence Of its golden waves