Stuart Miller-Osborne

  • Introduction
Illustration of a bird flying.
  • Counting White Numbers

    You occasionally meet the Dark Lady Usually when you are not expecting to see her She stops and helps you count your white numbers The Dark Lady is totally unaware of her considerable beauty Her porcelain skin so pale her raven hair and raven eyes These attract me and I look forward to our meetings […]

    September 24, 2021
  • Saul

    In reality my Spanish husband Will lie on our bed And write vigorously With his free hand Nothing escapes his pen He sees everything Although he is quite blind         DP 23/09/21

    September 23, 2021
  • Seagulls

    Two young seagulls Are feeding In the light Of the bright Blush sun   They are silhouetted Against the autumn sky

    September 23, 2021
  • Scattered Lands

    As the year fades The town becomes Thin and vacant   Our visitors Have returned To their scattered lands       Deal September 2021

    September 22, 2021
  • Spanish September

    The winds are still light But are becoming brittle As the month draws to a close   Six Spanish Ladies Are sitting on the beach They are far from home   But cannot return Due to the cruelty Of the silver sea    

    September 22, 2021
  • My Dog Ate Our Heroin

    Annie and I slept in our own shit As we always did after a meal We would have bathed But the bath was fucked So we stank together in love   Later as I stumbled to the bog To take a piss I noticed that Nelson Was walking on the ceiling With a stupid grin […]

    September 22, 2021
  • Floating Blue

    When you float You are dazzled By your success But then reality strikes And you begin to drown

    September 22, 2021
  • Doctor Marie and Claude

    I came back as a Victoria Crowned Pigeon Which was okay As I might have come back as a sparrow

    September 22, 2021
  • A Visitor from Brazil

    Mike and Pauline were sitting in a coffee shop in Marlborough High Street They had nearly finished their coffee and were considering ordering replacements Mike was reading a book about Wiltshire which had frequent references to Marlborough deep in its pages. The book dated from 1951 and it emitted an almost undetectable smell of damp […]

    September 21, 2021
  • Winter Notebook

    January Morning As the morning begins to glow The ice moon sinks Below the rigid horizon The sky is now blue grey blue And betrays the month With its brilliance Birds Black bundle birds Are gathered together On the night branches They await the brittle day Moon A light breeze cloud Now obscures you Return […]

    September 21, 2021
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Stuart Miller-Osborne

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