Stuart Miller-Osborne

Joe  It never ceases to amaze me how politicians  Place themselves in the crosshairs  Governments are supposed  To work for the people  But that is a wretched lie  Just read the news in the UK  And you will get my meaning  Do sharpen your pen  Martha x

Martha  HREWE Sorry to be a stranger  Still in the US  As these are interesting days  I have read about the new runway  And how it will destroy  Ancient villages and other settlements  This is not progress  And many people will suffer  I do not have any problems with progress  After all the rail network (or […]

Joe It is common knowledge  That an expensive bat tunnel  Has been recently built  To protect these lovely creatures  From High Speed Trains  This vanity project is waste of money  Would the money not be better spent elsewhere I agree Ginny there is no consistency  As all the other creatures Just take their chances   Ask the […]

Is not located in Paris  But in Avignon  It has showed so many movies  That I am surprised   It has not caught fire  Opposite its almost blind entrance  There can be found  The paintings of Madam Gerard  Which she sells to passing tourists  Her subjects vary little  Flowers yellow pink blue and green  I have one […]

Build me castles dear brother  Phantasy castles in the sky  Share your amazing dreams I wish for nothing else 

Otherwise I will fuck with you  The quiet ones Are always the most dangerous  Remember that

Abysmal poems  Are the most honest poems  That is obvious  To anyone who cares 

Joe  Henry Hi mate Still in the States  In Ashland VA Watching trains  Discussing poetry  I am giving a lecture  Not that I know much  I do not even understand my poems  Interesting times  When are you back in the UK  I am travelling to Finland on Sunday  Josie  Josie is in Tucson Sephine  Finland  Scattered […]

Have you ever wondered about time travel  Would you if you could travel in time  Right past wrongs both personal and wide  Would you inhibit wars and other events  Or would you do nothing and just sit on a rock  And listen to the pleasing but hidden  Songs of Eternity  

I met you in a city park  During the days of soft pink  Two Americans lost  Not understanding history We fell in love  As strangers often do  But our paths were not smooth  As you were too intense for me  I could only guess at your circle  And the contents hidden within