Stuart Miller-Osborne

You are soiled Scarred Shattered Battered Bare Blameless My bride has been raped I thirst for revenge  

Just over five years ago my parents scattered the ashes of my eldest sister here on the White Horse She had died in an accident My parents never came to terms with our loss They never smile A light has been extinguished Polly was lying in the long day grasses I have composed a short…

You were spectacular this evening Full of shadow birds And dramatic clouds Why were you wearing your finest jewellery? Are you thinking of leaving me?  

Pauline was walking on the beach She had collected many shells and marvelled at the beauty of each DJ MotherFuckerKool was watching her from the promenade Why was she arguing with God? Were the shells on Margate beach not the most beautiful in the whole of Kent? Pauline looked at the DJ and wondered how…

We arrived home damp in the silk winds I showered almost immediately and left you in the Coconut Grove You were cleaning the room naked When I saw you again I asked you why you had removed your clothes You replied that you had not had the advantage of a shower I held you in…

A young raven sleeps near me It has the whole of its life Ahead of its dreams A twisted vine has throttled a fading tree Its thoughts are as brittle as mine I too am resting And am dreaming of fragmented wars  

The Puppet Scaramouche Was painting a blue landscape I had commissioned a red landscape The puppet blamed the humidity of the studio  

To the five soldiers Hung After a drunken night absent I salute you How frail are your tepid daughters They fill me with sadness Let the fevers of your night Refresh them  

Pylons come Pylons go The world is electric I am surrounded by cables and wires The debris of power Power corrupts I once heard This thought passes through my mind As I look at the summer clouds High above my stationary train Do they fear the night I ask? As many do 20.59 21.00 21.01…

The sky is dark Only the horizon remains bright It reminds me of a movie I watched Over twenty years ago Called Betty Blue