Stuart Miller-Osborne

Do you remember those innocent summers When everything was white with the world European wars were resting in history books And people walked around smiling at each other The beaches were full of vibrant colour and warmth Did you make tea in sixty three Julie B

I am lost in your beauty All summer paths lead To your perfumed residence

You are perfect You never lie I am lost In my own thoughts

There were two Moons visible In the night sky My eyes had mistaken The fantastic For the fantastic

Your eyes smiled Yet your lips Remained thin I sensed Your hostility The fault was mine

Are you okay Josie Yes why should I not be Where are you At an anonymous service station In the middle of Pale England Have you been hassled Why do you ask Because of something on the news What news It seems that they have dragged an illegal out of a river Really what does…

I am in Newcastle (bully for you) If I catch you smoking Then I will punish you (if I choose to smoke ) (Fuck You) Smoking is bad for you (So are craft knives) I do not like you smoking You will lose your looks I will not fancy you (I do not smoke in…

I have told you to stop smoking You stupid white bitch This has happened before A pretty girl travelling alone I have a knife in my bag Joe gave it to me In case I wanted to carve driftwood (I am in Middle England) (Where it is hard to find driftwood) So I might have…

follow the lead do as we do there was a message on my phone which confused me as there was no sender so i continued driving my little blue car

Joe is travelling Sephine is visiting Josie is alone With her car She has decided To drive around The country of her birth To see in any colour remains After all these years