Stuart Miller-Osborne

I have just risen from my bed For the last hour I have been Listening to the night sea   Yesterday Jane and I Spent time on the beach We enjoyed this recreation    

Dale Pippin was quiet Kent lad Who was neither good nor very bad   Dale Pippin was often rather sad And in the end this drove him mad       History I found this ancient rhyme in a church in Kent  It has been carved into the stone  Using a sharp knife 

I am an honest man Who often sits in canvas chairs On colourful mornings Considering running rhythms Which are often called Common English rhythms Which are measured by feet Either two or three syllables No now I am boring you I apologise for that Poets can be such boring people As they can see both…

The sea near where I live has been constantly warm But the beaches have been deserted   Each morning I leave Jane naked in our bed As stroll in my cool garden without shoes   I look into the early skies with a great passion And watch the blush sun rise slowly from the horizon…

Anna there is a rhinoceros under this table Do not be absurd Anna I tell you there is a rhinoceros under this table I repeat that is an absurdity Why Because there is not enough room under the table How do you know that Because hippos are large creatures Again I ask you how do…

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It is said that God made us in his own image But now surely we are designing Mass transit buildings in our own image The underground and overground stations today Are the equal of those of the inter war years Anna Yes Either go back to sleep or write a fucking poem OK Cheerio Would…

Upon meeting the great man I asked how I might improve my poetry He told me to abandon it without thought I said that my gift haunted me without mercy And it also controlled me fully With any cessation being impossible   A year passed and without warning I received a handwritten note From Gurdjieff…

the greatest barrier to consciousness is the belief that one is already conscious  when one realises one is asleep at that moment one is already half awake    I was going to write a poem or a fiction about this But I am enjoying my dreams of reality so very much That I have decided…

Friday August 5th 2022 Morning What are you doing Anna I am thinking I often think when I am near the sea I do love these iron tables and chairs We are so lucky you know Are we lucky to have these table and chairs Or are we lucky to have placed them here With…