Stuart Miller-Osborne

One   I shared a chocolate bar with you And kept the wrapper in my overcoat pocket As a memento So why do I call myself Nelly the Pirate When I am really a cross-breed dog   Two  I found Nelly the Pirate Weeping In a field of wheat She could feel the waves But…

Belonged to a Mr Charles Martin Who lived near the suspension bridge In his youth he had known Darwin And had joked about their shared name Although he was now nearly ninety Charles Martin still collected earth worms As he considered them a superior species He would often throw them from the bridge And later…

Screamed the headlines of the lesser newspapers It seems that the most famous Rock Star in the world has been photographed topless in Barbados She looks in poor shape Annie Too many tattoos and needle marks Do you think she cares about the photographs? I doubt it she seems to spaced out to care It…

For a while to the west of the town A rainbow curved brightly in the grey sky A few people noticed the display But most missed it As they were sheltering from the rain Two mothers with their babies snugly held Stopped to enjoy the vivid theatre And both their babies With infantile glee Slowly…

The Signalman who appreciated the Light of the Sea Lived in a house further up the hill When a train was due he would run down the slope and guide the train into the correct platform When there were no trains he often gazed out to sea Awaiting the perfect light A rare phenomenon After…

Little No 4 Dark eyes perhaps Jewish Abandoned Unwanted by The Guardians This city is in decline   Coffee Sacks on Sofas My refreshment break Was a little uncomfortable As I was sitting on a coffee sack Doubling up as a cushion The nautical views however Softened my distress And I must say The coffee…

We lay on our bed in alignment with the stars The light from the moon flooded into our room From that night forward we became known as the pale lovers But often we were so radiant in front of the sun   You watch me dress into my worldly clothes I am visiting our shared…

I complained to that fella About my umbrella And he told me to speak to A dead fruit seller Who sold me a ticket And proceeded to click it In a most aggressive way These are some examples of the lazy staccato rhyme that I wrote whilst travelling from Dartmouth to Brixham in South Devon…

William and Abbey always took their holidays in January as it was considerably cheaper On the second day they both looked out to sea from their apartment Abbey spotted an Albatross on a small rock What is a Golden Number ? It is a number indicating the position of the year in the Metonic Cycle…