Stuart Miller-Osborne

When I am gardening I often think about Charles Baudelaire as I am in love with Andrea Allen who works in a shop called Under the Sea and Far Away The shop sells everything to do with the garden and is owned by her parents Mr and Mrs Smith Andrea is aware of my admiration […]

My sister is hiking in the foothills She is wearing my sleeveless pullover As the spring winds are cool

She is resting between dives My blue shawl shields her Against the cool morning breeze The treasures of the sea await her  

I can see my sisters under a cherry tree They are laughing quietly Dawn is such a gentle mistress

The spring blossom falls As the evening approaches My gaze is white blue   Spring Evening  The spring blossom falls As the evening approaches My gaze is light blue  

A train is approaching The platform is full I am going to release My toy duck into its path A girl is watching me

I know not where The waters originate Nor their destination Only their fall interests me

An actress is preparing for her role Her robes are low to avoid staining In her haste she has exposed her breasts       Showa Period 1928

On the wall Of our bedroom Above the bed We have a painting Of a sea window With its shutters half open   I am standing in front Of this window But my attention Has been arrested By the deep orange hues On our crisp white sheets  

I would rather be a Devil in alliance with truth  Than an angel in alliance with falsehood   I found his quote tattooed on your back When I first undressed you   Its presence surprised me a little As you had recently left a convent Because of your views on female masturbation   My Name […]