Stuart Miller-Osborne

Epik where was sitting alone He was trying to contact Simone Which had been doing each day for six months The summer had finished and grey clouds now covered the county Lamb and Simone were in Spain and would not be back until the winter had passed Sweet Finch fluttered past the window without looking…

Mary Mary, Mary and Mary were discussing their dreams under an apple tree in the summer orchard They were each wearing a yellow cotton dress with a lime sash gathered at the waist Above them a red-winged tropical bird sat on the lowest branch listening to the sisters I dreamt last night that I worked…

Water Towers From where I sit I can see a water tower hiding behind the urban hill In the county of Kent another water tower tries to hide from me But I have studied these towers for many years and know their habits English Mother German Father   I grew up speaking two languages Which…

TomTomTrixieTom sat on the hill with his wife TomTomTrixieTom They were awaiting the eclipse with many others on the hillside that over looked the bay The professionals had brought splendid cameras which were all pointed in the direction of the morning sun TomTomTrixieTom and his wife had only their camera phones with them but these…

Jen-Sten-Juliet sat in her mother’s greenhouse counting the many fruit flies It was a meagre occupation but fulfilling as she enjoyed counting Since she had started two of the fruit flies had died so she had to amend her calculations 12-2=10 On the whitewashed stone wall of the greenhouse was a bat who watched the…

The Birds in the High Nests The birds in the high nests Have a distinct advantage Over the birds in the low nests As they are closer to the stars   A Small Act of Kindness   I suppose I have been selfish all my life taking what is not mine and disposing of it…

The Victorians of Hendon Would have admired my new born son But sadly we moved to the countryside Before he could speak So he was unable to answer their questions    

When I first met Rail Fox he had a large snake dangled around his neck. It was not a python but a harmless snake from the Amazon Basin The snake told me a story about a woman called Sophie Gray Once a year in the first week in July the Day of Ghosts is celebrated…

I wonder how many people who have flown are now dead?    Well those who died in crashes are obviously dead    And Orville and Wilbur Wright Crystal Scallop and her friends Douglas and Pretty were sitting on the terrace of her parent’s villa on the island of Majorca It was the last day of…

Oh rest in the gutter Ye timid creature For somewhere in heaven You might feature   A short rhyme written in chalk near to the remains of a dead robin Henley on Thames – March 2015