Stuart Miller-Osborne

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 […]

Interview (Delirium) Instead of keeping a diary Jones April Jones kept the days of his life recorded in tightly sealed glass jars One day his wife gave him a triple fused nut Which he hid straight away as he was ashamed of its deformity   Interview (Delirium) Jones April Jones kept his winter specimens in […]

One of my favourite things after having a fever Is to go out on a winter’s day And feel the cold wind biting into my face Today was such a day Bless you Salisbury  

Many years ago I was on a train travelling through the Spanish desert when the woman opposite me asked if I would open the window As soon as I did so she expressed her excess milk from the train I thought little of it until I travelled back through the desert some weeks later Where […]

Whilst on an Alpine train we found a poem hidden between two seats The paper was damp and the ink had run but we were able to read the contents   Antonia and I were skating along an Alpine road Which was covered in thick brushed ice Beneath the surface We could see orange flowers […]

On the 1st of January Judith began making a chocolate cake She was helped in her task by her best friend Rosalind And a torero fresh from the bull-ring The cake was to have a cinnamon topping Which was a radical departure from her previous cakes That torero who was much taller than either of […]

I am standing here with my stellar friends in front of your statue You watch the trains arrive and leave with the pleasure of a child on its first outing St P is splendid again and this was partly down to you and your friends It is now the gateway to the near continent Paris […]

Do you dream? Sometimes I dream every night Yesterday I dreamt that I was visiting the town of Marlow Or rather I was passing it On the opposite bank of a very wide river I have always liked Marlow but have not visited the town for many years I feel a peace when I am […]

Bad people are loose on the streets again They are looting the churches and harming the priests Batman is nowhere to be found But I know where he is Then do tell us man before the town is overrun He is being received into the Holy Catholic Church How long will that take? Hour’s maybe […]

The book arrived in the morning post inside was a slip of paper from the sender Teddy If you already have this then I will change it with ease Andrea Teddy soon found out that the book contained sonnets and verse by H Belloc a poet he greatly admired He scribbled a note to Andrea […]