Stuart Miller-Osborne

It was because of my residence of this station That I went to college and later met Jane I can remember the morning well It was the Morning of the Goddesses When I was introduced to two poets Fun’ya no Yasuhide and Fun’ya no Asayasu We shared tea and discussed my future They said that […]

We are all fading slowly This is inevitable We are all ghosts But do not admit it   This is to be celebrated As it is the only possession That we really and truly own It is ours to cherish for eternity   But I do not love my ghost  at all Indeed I hate […]

When walking recently I found a Batman figure Secreted on a bench facing the sea It was made by Lego as part of a Gotham City set I was quite surprised by my unusual find As one does not normally find Lego figures On sea worn benches with views to France   Yesterday I purchased […]

It was to be a joint poetry project We would travel across Amerika Writing poetry along the away But it did not work out that way The whole thing became too hard for you And you left me just over a week ago I am now sitting by the pool of a motel The sun […]

We are what we repeatedly do Excellence then is not an act But a habit   I think that Aristotle Has captured me In a nutshell   I am the ego But there are those Who would keep me in a darkened room       Outlaw

I had been reading on a coastal bench For about half and hour when I noticed Two women coming towards me One was on a pale blue and white bicycle And the other on a highly decorated skateboard They passed quietly and without incident Until they had faded from my immediate sight     Outlaw […]

I was due to meet my beloved Aureole In Southern France as we had chosen A lavender field in Provence To announce our full engagement   I was booked to travel on Le Train Bleu But am trapped in Calais at present As I suffer from Daltonism which restricts My ability to travel on the […]

A number of years ago I queued outside Outside a cinema in London’s West End My reason for queuing was that the cinema Was that it was showing a movie called Death Wish In which Charles Bronson wiped out all the bad guys I had always fancied myself as something of a vigilante And killed […]

I was once very keen on a girl named Mary Mary And we arranged to meet on a Saturday outside of The Five Precious Wounds Catholic Church Before going to the cinema and a wimpy bar But she did not show up which mystified me Although I disappointed I went to the cinema And watched […]

I often stand on the evening beach Pleading with the deepening sun Not to sink beneath the darkening sea   She always ignores my wishes No matter how pathetic I am And I am left alone quite distraught