Stuart Miller-Osborne

During the gentle months I travel around Kent Which is a most enjoyable pastime I am a wayfarer with six toes Yet before the great flood I used to have eight

Whilst waiting for a train I purchased a paperback From a railway bookstall On its cover was illustrated An impossibly handsome man The brooding likeness of a Byronic hero I envied him as I have a soulless face His eyes were wild raven Mine are a watery blue He had a strong physique Whereas I […]

I will be walking past a mill today This is the same mill That my grandmother passed On her horse and cart during the war This journey was recorded on film Things have changed since then But I still expect to find that much remains Wickhambreaux May 2025

Summer is without shoes On shallow white steps Towards the sea Summer is without clouds Of endless blue days Spent near a swimming pool Summer paperback books Already much dampened Drying forgotten in the sun

Maria of the Mottled Coast was deeply troubled Her new father had been criticised She was sitting on a weathered jetty Wondering if her prayers had been returned

I slept very soundly  A sleep without known dreams  After a shower I made coffee  This as my first visit to Kobe 

I booked in at my hotel  And took a welcome shower  My bed looked very welcoming  This was my first visit to Lima 

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On the roof of a nearby house A love seagull hovers Blue Whole White Blue

I purchased a Build a Bear yesterday It was wearing a pretty pink ballet dress Initially I had little or no interest in it Until I heard the sinister words A Dog Toy for Killer