Stuart Miller-Osborne

I came into the world very young In an age that was very old And from that day forward Decided to travel backwards Wearing only grey velvet suits       Erik Satie

At about five past four on a grey November afternoon My unused bus ticket slipped from a pile of books On to a large wooden table that I had owned for years At first I thought this represented the fall of man But God told me that I was wrong As an earth tremor was […]

Pawns on chessboards are often lost carelessly Or sacrificed to protect a greater prize But what of these quiet pawns Are they as innocent as they seem Or were they doomed from the day of their wretched birth     Discuss

When you are in the sea You do not grab The water to survive You try to relax Otherwise you might drown This is a basic lesson of life

It is not what you look at That matters It is what you see I can see nothing at present As the night surrounds me       Henry David Thoreau

The sheet of yellow paper Remained untouched On my walnut desk As I listened to the night songs Of the beautiful bird   I had wanted to express my love for you But was missing your last address It had probably been stolen from me As I slept in your final bed       […]

When I understand your soul I will know your eyes I will see you As you see me       Modigliani  

In Henley not far from the railway station There is an ornate church with a wonderful tower In front of this church lie the quiet crypts Where many Huguenots sleep in eternal peace I wonder of the many people passing overhead Who have no knowledge of what is beneath their feet Of refugees driven from […]

Yesterday whilst out walking I saw two women dancing on the coastal path They were a mother and daughter Aged sixty years and thirty years Both were called Elena I was sitting in my standard chair Near the grey pumice fields When a priest and his beautiful sister Passed me only pausing for cheerful greeting […]

I was walking the backstreets of a cool coastal town When I found in a dry gutter a pornographic magazine This fascinated me so much that I took it back to my studio I was engaged at this time in painting bright marine scenes On stolen or redundant cobble stones as these sold very well […]