Stuart Miller-Osborne

In a city park there is a sea Of blue flowers where I fear to go As I do not want to crush their beauty Under my clumsy and rapid feet   The air is now heavy with a blossom That hangs blizzard like in the breeze I am sitting on a bench beside a…

Autumn leaves Stone river Train reflected

Winter forest Two bridges One train

Snow capped mountains White winter water Red train leaving

Might I but moor in thee tonight What does that mean I have broken a line of an Emily Dickinson poem It sounds both sexual and dreamlike At the same time You moor your boat But the question is Might I but moor in thee tonight Which might mean an act of lovemaking Or that…

Blush tree Calm river High sun

Mountain peaks Hanging cloud Bright passage

Sea view Red dress Straw hat

Heavy sky Snow fields Passing train

Snow trees Forest path Red train