Stuart Miller-Osborne

The deaf girl was signing on her phone To a friend who lived in another town Hail the pink blossom It decorates the trees Spring is here The deaf girl was called Antonia And she came from a small farm Lost on the great plains At the age of seven The long silence had caused […]

Antonia Alice Was visiting St Vincent’s Bay When a summer storm suddenly broke The skies darkened and began to rumble And lightning flashed here and there Oh Happy England She said Oh Happy England See the seats of the kindled fires The trees have lost their breath you know She sheltered in a church with […]

Adam was sitting on a wooden seat at St Margaret’s Bay with his wife Flora Fairfax The day was warm but a brisk wind was whipping the sea up and the waves were pounding the beach as it they believed it was early autumn and not a summer’s day There were a number of small […]

Do you know what I did? No When the TTI came into the carriage he requested that all tickets for passengers joining from Coventry should be made ready for inspection Well as you know I joined the train at Coventry but I did not show him my ticket How exciting but you live in Rio […]

In the summer most days were identical on JJ Williams Greek island Molly was on the narrow balcony that overlooked the garden JJ was at his typewriter Today he was writing a short poem Called Turner’s Daughter It was to be set in Margate Molly’s home town I was sitting in the shadow of the […]

Michael was dying He knew that he was dying The crowd that had gathered around him Knew that he was dying Two bullets had entered his lung He was drowning slowly in his own blood As he lay on the sidewalk He saw an angel With a message from God God forgives you God forgives […]

Zane was walking slowly across the plains as his horse was tired Martha was riding beside him Her horse had insisted that she ride him As she was a woman and he was a horse I hear that you are writing a poem Zane Cowboys do not write poems Jane Martha What is the name […]

There is a small building Built from Bath Stone Not far from Avoncliff in Wiltshire The pale building is positioned on a quiet road And faces the railway It was built in 1943 At the request of the Water Board But is now quite overgrown Two years ago Dan Chaucer and Elena Undressing Visited the […]

In a thousand years This lake will still be beautiful As it was one thousand years ago If I paddle lightly in its shallows I will momentarily disturb its beauty But when I leave It will return to its former self And retain its beauty  

There is a certain reality to the name of the lake Its beauty will never fade Elena Undressing wrote these words In her diary As she set up her camera   She walked slowly into the lake The camera was filming her Elena Undressing was a well-known artist And this was her latest project   […]