Stuart Miller-Osborne

When I was young and very immature I joined an left wing party As I  wanted to topple the establishment I attended meetings and was lectured about Marxism And how it would free the world That was when the doubts began set in As it was total undiluted bollocks But I still went along just […]

I picked a book of your poems up Deep in a second-hand bookshop Your poems are written in Classical Chinese Verse Forms I am not a scholar so accept this fact blindly   It has been stormy recently But today is fine and I am sitting beachside Enjoying a morning coffee Yet my book of […]

Horses Damage Hotels This morning whilst shaving I saw a pigeon in difficulties On a slate green roof opposite It was trying to climb to the summit of the roof But was slipping wet slipping without significant progress A passing duck suggested flight but its advice was ignored   Over breakfast at the Albion Hotel […]

High Church Low Church Whilst sharing a coffee with my lovely wife In a poignant street in Newportown I became concerned at the number Of High Church and Low Church buildings That we had passed on the way from the railway station   A waitress with a tattoo on her right leg Assured me that […]

You are a fake Nothing is real anymore I do not believe the news Nor should you   Religions are fake As are the politicians The world leaders are no more Than rice paper melting in my mouth   Some say that God is a fake I am not so sure about that But then […]

It was pleasant dream and was quite simple in its structure I was living with two women who were both writers Whilst I was an unsuccessful artist Both the women liked each other and they liked me Which I accepted without thought As it was our poverty that brought us together Then to my surprise […]

As we descended from the high road I saw the dudes surfing with their ladies in tow On that day of our visit everybody was trying to be a cool motherfucker With varying degrees of success My wife and I climbed the grassy dunes at the far end of the cove In order to watch […]

Pale Blue and Purple were walking into town Where they were due to meet I am an Acrobat at midday Under the church clock Mister Basil from the Pot of Basil shop Was watching trains from his bed room window He had caught the flu bug When it fell from a multi-storied car park into […]

You will not experience Christmas this year as little of you now remains For many years you would have witnessed the cars and coaches Travelling to the Cathedral City But this theatre has now ceased Your loss was unexpected I was told that it was necessary You will be missed But time will heal your […]

A Black Angel exploded over Bedwyn today I saw it happen A flash as bright as an atomic bomb Filled the sky for an instant And then it was gone Nothing else happened And the winter dusk continued its pointless journey Towards the ice night I knew the angel that died She was a lovely […]