Stuart Miller-Osborne

The Chaos Theory is as I understand it is the study of  random states of disorder Disorder Yes disorder Disorder Summer Yes Do you still have butterflies in your barn Yes they were still there when I last looked Were they flapping their wings Some were but some were resting Why do you ask Because […]

The cherry blossom is mature I can taste its fruits In the pine grove Near my cottage

When I arrived at Sandown Railway Station I purchased a ticket to Ryde for Caron and myself as we had been commissioned by the Pornography for Ducks website to write reviews about the Costa Coffee Cafe on Ryde Pier The railway employee asked me what colour panties were being worn by my wife and I […]

I am very happy with my wanderlust gardens Which I have designed in the Japanese style The only difference from the classical gaze Is that I use grey glass granite frequently To highlight the beauty of the low loved flowers The subtle use of brightly coloured stones Is also effective when used underwater But one […]

My sister Lucas L owned a rhubarb farm at the top of the hill She was well aware of the many exaggerations of the purple sun And sheilded feruit from its harmfulrays using tinfoiltin hexagons My name is Phillip and I am currently in prison as I am a cerial killer of serial killers my […]

I have noticed that your flag is low today It moves with much purpose Yet the winds are light       09/04/21    

The room was empty save for a bare wooden table Mozart was by the door and I asked for his approval He did not speak but stared at the light window Which was shuttered by heavy wooden blinds I am Elisabeth I said I am Elisabeth of the Marshes Mozart pulled the wooden blinds apart […]

My name is Eileen and I am sitting In a beautiful Paris park Watching God create the world

God has yet to create the world But I am standing in a Paris side street Sheltering from the rain

Alice was collecting pretty shells On the smooth but rigid beach Most of the shells were vacant But a few were quietly occupied So she returned these to the sea It was reported that Alice Was walking on the wild waters By those idle on the promenade Yet I knew that it was nothing more […]