Stuart Miller-Osborne

Truman and his two sisters stood peacefully distant from the church Their father had been buried beyond its outer walls As he had lost his faith Near to his grave Wild heathers grew undisturbed These were the gifts of the angels  

I met two French girls Stranded in Torcross Until our meeting They had led separate lives   I met two girls Stranded in Torcross One French and one Polish Until our meeting They had led separate lives   I met two Polish girls Stranded in Torcross Until our meeting They had led separate lives  

In the summer of 1950 June and Carter took a walking holiday in Southern England They had three conversations   One I saw a heroine from one of his books Walking across a bleak moor She was trying to protect herself Against the bitter winds I was sitting opposite you Next to a warm fire […]

From a high vantage we watched the battle progress We watched as young men ignorant of delicate flowers Were torn apart by the confusion of war Each man slaughtered had experienced a childhood Whether idyllic or not this was of no matter It was their childhood Which now lay shattered in the mud of the […]

The woman joined the train at Canterbury and sat opposite Alex even though the train was quite empty She was quite tall and Alex thought that she resembled her although her hair was much darker I see you have a book on Turner a wonderful artist Yes I have just spent some time in Margate […]

A Birthday at Sea The morning was quite beautiful With a wide wide white sky The afternoon disappointed me As darker clouds inhibited my enjoyment   The Geology Professor A geology professor picked me up in the ships bar I was not attracted to him But we fucked for hours in my cabin This was […]

Alex-Alex and Alec were sitting at the breakfast table sharing breakfast The morning sun was breaking free from the heavy anvil clouds Alec looked at his sister and smiled Are you thinking of my scar again Alec often thought of this sister’s scar which ran from her lowest rib to her pelvis She had been […]

During the seasons remarkable These grasses even when dead Display a timeless colour Even their seeds are adored  

Lola and Lolita were sitting in the trap whilst the horses rested Rain was forecast but the clouds although gathering were high in the sky Let us make peace or our journey will be dreadful I cannot see the heather It is the paint and pigments that hide the heather but there are areas to […]

Spool 2 Unchecked tickets please Thank you Thank you Unchecked tickets Seventeen pages There were seventeen pages can you believe that? It was a moderate success I was slightly embarrassed but my GP said it was quite common and totally harmless The cream was lavender in colour but smelt of bleach Spool 2 complete duration […]