Stuart Miller-Osborne

I had arranged to meet April at Rings Ross Near the pink coffee shop But she had not arrived I wondered if she was actually there But on a parallel plane Cora and Josephine were in bed together Disgussing rgeir breats Our vreasts are smilar but your nipples are gaeler I had expected your breats […]

Fields as far as you can see Spindle trees heavy with blossom Children playing on slides and swings Roundabouts seesaws and climbing frames This is a world at peace with itself God lives in this village

Her name is Alice Snow As part of my job I have to drive around Kent On occasions I pass the site Of the Shepherds Barn Which is buried beneath a motorway To ensure my safe passage Alice gifts me a cutting of her maidenhair And hides the charm in a violet envelope

I am fucking the daughter of my teacher Her name is Alice Snow On the wall of our small bedroom There is an old photograph Of Shepherds Barn Which was in a derelict state Before it was buried forever Under a motorway When I drive past the site Of the ancient barn I think of […]

I am fucking the daughter of my teacher Her name is Alice Snow She works as a pirate In her spare time And recreates patterns Much admired by Shakespeare

I am fucking the daughter of my teacher Her name is Alice Snow Only she knows That the Shepherds Barn So associated with Samuel Palmer Is now buried beneath a motorway

I am going to throw this out into the universe It is Halloween quite soon Track 2 to Track 33 Are they connected in any way Today is my Shoreham day Samuel Palmer painted in this village Soul Sister Soul Sister Soul Brother Soul Sister Do bring me a theatrical corpse As the Flaming Angels […]

Josie Mel In some of the recent posts you seem to be coming across As a crazy girl yes You are not crazy Josie I had a breakdown that is all A pink white and sky blue breakdown There are rumours I know Who is spreading these rumours Joe Sephine You mother I know who […]

I have a framed painting of a chair In my lounge It is a blue chair Which matches the wallpaper In my bedroom

I have to admit that I do have toxic thoughts Recently a number of migrants were lost at sea And whilst I regretted the loss of life Deep down I felt glad that it had happened These creatures would not have drowned on dry land It was their own fault To me they are an […]