Stuart Miller-Osborne

The harvest has been drawn The fields are again sculptural Our days together have become shorter In the fading light You are reading Pascal In a shabby bus shelter My townspeople are in awe of you  

The swiftness of your visit surprises me You flirt with the ruinous towers As if you have chosen a winter’s home But your love is false Within weeks you will be on your way Gliding on the southern winds And I will remain here Alone in my occupation  

On my birthday you gave me a book A biography of a Yorkshire poet Who once visited the Ribblehead Viaduct I am standing in front of the massive structure Remembering those who died during its construction Some perished from disease and others were killed in industrial accidents A few just died from life’s exhaustion Many […]

When travelling on buses You often glance into the past Such moments are quite fleeting And not designed to last  

  Birthday They were walking hand in hand On the path Through the mint green flowers   They were walking hand in hand On the path Through the meadow gold buttercups   They were walking hand in hand On the path Through the ragged blue thistles   They were photographed with their grandfather As they […]

Peter Piper was the coxswain of the Peneth lifeboat In his twenty-five years of service he and his crew had saved many lives But many others had drowned The sea is a harsh mistress He would often say to people in the town She is often friendly but has a terrible temper when angered She […]

I was sharing a bath with Hildegart Rodriguez Carballeira She was the most intelligent girl in Spain We will be crossing the equator in three hours What shall we do? The usual I will chase you and the other crew members around the boat with shaving foam and we will fight with olive oil And […]

I was sharing a bath with Hildegart Rodriguez Carballeira She was the most intelligent girl in Spain We will be crossing the equator in three hours What shall we do? The usual I will chase you and the other crew members around the boat with shaving foam and we will fight with olive oil And […]

I was sharing a bath with Hildegart Rodriguez Carballeira She was the most intelligent girl in Spain We will be crossing the equator in three hours What shall we do? The usual I will chase you and the other crew members around the boat with shaving foam and we will fight with olive oil And […]

I was sharing a bath with Hildegart Rodriguez Carballeira She was the most intelligent girl in Spain We will be crossing the equator in three hours What shall we do? The usual I will chase you and the other crew members around the boat with shaving foam and we will fight with olive oil And […]