Stuart Miller-Osborne

We are walking naked along the coastal road Now that the lockdown has faded But no-one is bothered as all the holiday homes Are as empty as the sea view retreats of the well to do Not that that we would care For at the end of this road there is a gentle hill That…

The statue of the great poet was being raised in Pushkin Square as her cortege passed slowly by It was followed by a street urchin who sang in a sweet voice well above his earthly station Lately our land has been visited by a beauty who sings in a heavenly way As there was an…

Dynamic When Masie fucked Daisy The dynamics became hazy As both were lazy Graffiti noted on a wall not far from Paddington Station Air The air is clean now Let us start again This is our last chance Graffiti noted on a wall not far from Paddington Station Confession I am an angel now As…

I asked my daughter whether I am in an existentialist crisis She said that I am not only in an existentialist crisis but I am locked in its cell Yet the cell does not have a door nor does it have walls There is not a key although I imagine that there is a key…

Quite often I sit at my window watching the passing satellites come and go And then I return to my bed and wonder that if I was dead Would I be orbiting the earth in one of the satellites Or would I be writing rather quaint poems And struggling to to rhyme Come and go…

Fabulous Michael walked me down to aisle of the day of my wedding My father was unable to do this as he was walking down the aisle with his next wife But my mother was in attendance as were my sisters cousins uncles and aunts I had always admired Fabulous Michael as I knew that…

On the day that Betty Blue turned green Superman came to my party My mother rang me in the evening As she always did when I held a party But we could not hear each other As the music was too loud Laurie Anderson was on the television Singing O Superman Which moved the superhero…

I climax too quickly said the hot snail to the fly It is so anti-social and does untold damage to carpets Well if you think that you have a problem then think about me I spend most of my day exploring shit and spend a fortune on shoes  

On Margate Sands I can connect Nothing with nothing    I know these lines well As I too am Floating in a vacuum

A Poet Died In Balatonszarszo Today He was killed By a starting Train