Stuart Miller-Osborne

In my youth I spent a year in Rome studying Art History It was a special time in my life which I have never forgotten I never returned to Rome as I wanted to cherish the memories of the time And not let my sad eyes become trapped in the reality of the city that…

My heavenly father told me that Ugolino did not devour his sons but was placed in the ice of the second ring by the poet He was trapped in the same ice hole as his enemy Ruggieri who had left him to starve to death But Ugolino did not actually starve as he was condemned…

It took me a great deal of time to approach What I would call my Ugolino poems I had created his likeness many years ago But have been unable to write about him until now

It was a perfectly ordinary day When I took the Jane Out on the lake of glass But as I admired the setting sun In all of its pink blue glory I sailed off of the edge of the world

My best friend is called Jeanette of Ideas I have known her for years and often meet her Naked in the large wet room mirror She is the best friend that a girl could have And knows when to speak and when to stay silent I love Jeanette of Ideas and my dearest wish Is…

I am a vampire But during Yesterdays storm I saw my reflection In a puddle Is there something Wrong with me

We Are All Pirates We are all pirates in one way or another As we secretly plunder for our gain I think that I am one of the worst culprits My motives are sometimes quite obvious But at other times they are hidden As I have not yet learnt to count the stars   Phillip…

When one arrives in August then it appears the summer is fading But that is far from the truth as August is often a kind month As are its beautiful sisters September and October This summer has in areas been like a curates child Good in parts but never to be trusted for more than…

I purchased a pub in deepest Kent Which was formerly known as The Red Lion on the Maidstone Road   However I did not want to be traditional Some I renamed this quaint little pub Virgins in Vietnam which did not go down well With the locals or the passing visitors alike   I have…

I showered on the Saint Andre bus as always And read a book of poetry that I had found in the road I was due to start my new job in a month and a half But the prospect of this new employment did not excite me   Near my home on the Kent coast…