Stuart Miller-Osborne

Whenever you wanted soft love I would be told to look For a brown envelope Addressed to Marx In the kitchen or the lounge But never in the bedroom  

I am alone on a raft My ship sank I am the only survivor Very soon I will be alone On a desert island With resources aplenty But I will still be alone In my pocket I have a thin book The Philosophy of Arthur Schopenhauer It is quite soaked as I am but is […]

I awoke briefly during the night My attention was immediately Attracted by the white moon Which was drifting half hidden Across the flat cloudless sky   As she was so calm and beautifully serene I reached for my small grey camera It was then that I realised that I was Trapped by your smooth and […]

Empty Beach Southern Sky Watching Time As It Passes By    

What are you reading Anna From Lisbon to Vladivostok It is book by John Paul What is it about The author discusses The United States of Europe Hence the title That will never happen Too many conflicting ideas But in theory it could Let me explain If you look at this swimming pool What do […]

look look look the sea is behind you   only my past is behind me i have no wish to study my past   the sea is an olive blue in the early light   quite beautiful turn around and face your future

I am never naked On this beach As I always Have my thoughts   Anna on the Beach  I am never naked On this beach As I will never reveal My deepest passions       Outlaw

Naked fresh from dreams I am looking out of the window It is light already As it always is in May To my left is the sea Strangely dark in the half light The house to the right is asleep And will be till the breakfast hour All is still apart from a seagull Lonely […]

to romanticise the world is to make us aware  of the magic mystery and wonder of the world  it is to educate the senses to see the ordinary  as extraordinary the familiar as strange  the mundane as sacred the finite as infinite   Who said that Novalis Never heard of him or her He was […]

My friend from Bosnia is visiting me this summer His skin is Blue due to an industrial accident he suffered He is in love with my ginger sister who he calls Red Even though her name is Pauline and she is in fact blonde We live together in a lovely little house in Green Park […]