Stuart Miller-Osborne

In theory you should not have survived in this hostile environment But you dance between the pebbles oblivious to the sea breezes That will eventually grow stronger and slowly destroy you  

The September breeze Promises fine weather I am on the dry dusty beach Watching the shadows Of the wind sculptures Travel with the day     In September 2020 a shipment of Cornish granite could be seen on Walmer beach  

On the 5th of October 1960 Hilary Karin Keith after finishing her short poem Green Symphony left her apartment to buy some fish for her cat She was never seen again On the 5th of October 1960 Hilary Karin Keith after finishing her short poem Green Symphony shot herself in the head The inquest ruled […]

True you are a little unkempt even scruffy in the way you dress But I see your beauty under your skin That said I adore seeing you unclothed You have a cleft chin and your body hair is quite wild I have never liked female tattoos and you have too many But your side streets […]

You can see that the sweet bird is trapped In our green gilded cage But you choose not to release it And remain with me Listening to its slow erotic songs Her Blush Her Blush Her Blush 

Greedy Grey Green Gulls Gather Granite Grimly   Guilty Gardens Grow Gaudy Golden Gifts Gaily

I do not think I have anything else to say Do enjoy the luxurious title of this poem This is my gift to you

in the desolation of the season your deep colour brings hope to all who describe you

I would gladly go into battle With the brave and dashing Earl As I know that he would protect me From all that comes our way

My Ladys cunt is both Perfumed and sweet And I enjoy her soft touch On my dry rancid tongue