Stuart Miller-Osborne

I dreamt last night that the guard Unlocked the door of my cell And I was able to walk free Without a history Without a past But this will not happen As I am a prisoner of war A captured soldier Awaiting the firing squad When the air raids stop They will execute me I…

Many wars are fought in the shadows Without illumination There is no sun These are the forgotten wars

At the top of Peg Road there was a furniture shop run by my uncle It had been there since 1915 with Reg taking over in 1960 Reg Palmerston was my my fathers brother My name is Stuart Palmerston In my early twenties I often worked in the shop So that I could save up…

A famous philosopher died a car accident In a small town in North-Central France He had been due to catch a train But chose instead to accept a lift from a friend I was thinking of this as I drew a stick man In the damp condensation of a bus window A little later I…

If I stand on the White Cliffs Which are near my home I can see France on most days I sometimes wonder if those Who are looking at England Consider me as I consider them Brothers separated by a thin sea

I really enjoy my winter colds They please me greatly I quite often stand next To people infected with colds So that I might share in their good fortune My dreams are something else I have called them Mortgage Fraud as a collective My name is Dave and I Dave to consider A series of…

It was reported in the book That disputes broke out At the Last Supper When the final bill arrived The Disciples argued amongst themselves I had the veggie option I did not choose a starter That was a 241 offer My meal came with a free drink There were many other areas of dispute They…

I had just turned twenty-two When I found out that I might be conscripted I did not want to go to war And die the victim of a snipers bullet On a dull wet Wednesday afternoon I also had no problem with the Germans Having visited the country frequently All my friends were in a…

Overnight I had forty separate dreams I only explored one subject In these dreams Forty Forty Dreams Forty Dreams Caron

Eliza showed me her breasts On our first date We were standing In front of the refrigerator I kissed her and softly noted That I was not that keen on chicken But I enjoyed well done steaks And that we should go to a steakhouse My treat But she insisted That we should go Dutch…