Stuart Miller-Osborne

I am your beautiful sister Joe It is right that you see me naked As you write your poetry I sometimes wonder why you bother With girlfriends at all When you have me

Josie please would you refrain From walking around naked In front of me As I am trying to write poetry Please would you make me a cup of tea Wearing just my favourite apron

We live in a brittle world It shatters every day

I like this Just this This and nothing else

I had been employed to clean swimming pools It was a very relaxed occupation I used a large net to remove the organic debris And then would dispose of the sacks elsewhere Usually I was on my own but occasionally The owners and their guests stayed in the pool area It did not matter to…

My sister is very beautiful And I am proud To say that she is my sister Many think that she is my wife Which flatters me As I do not have all of her gifts If Josie does have a fault Then it is her peacock ways As she likes to be seen And her…

Bravo Florida Bravo Kentucky Do you like it Josie Yes I love the colours But I do not have a clue about its meaning It does not have a meaning Really The artist in his notes Described its odd title As being quite simple As he lived in both these states During his childhood years…

My cousin said as she passed me In the street of my gentle town It was a summer morning And the light was changing From its brittle chill To a moderate softness The air although feeling sharp Was becoming smooth to the touch The cooler months were ending And a happiness was welling up inside…

They found Alan Alan dead in his hotel bed He had always wanted to be a mountaineer But he had a club foot which disabled him So he would dream of climbing the greatest peaks Sadly during one of these dreams he suffered a fall And died in his dream without leaving this room

The desolation of Flowers The desolation of Trees The desolation of Kings The desolation of Love The desolation of God Abandon me