Stuart Miller-Osborne

As you are aware my favourite aunt is mortally ill and I feel that she will not last the week which is incredibly sad taking into account the full life she has led. I am at present travelling towards her cottage in Atworth to be at her side. Lucy sent a telegram to Richard when…

The light was shining on the low low clouds Revealing the opaqueness of the angels Who flitted in and out of view They remained unnoticed to all but the privileged Who gasped in astonishment At the beauty of the spectacle unfolding    

Snivelling child Snivelling child Why do you love the chimney stacks more than me? I am your sister Dean-Dean And you should love me as such Myriam wrote this in the margins of her exercise book at her school as her younger brother wept in front of her She let twenty years pass and was…

The holiday brochure showed chocolate bars in the shape of cars and terracotta villas Sister Marie was posing for an aggressive photographer who was complaining about everything from the force of the breeze to the dip dappled light   His assistant Agnes bored and bullied and very French was sitting quietly on the bench Join…

Elliot Browning counted the stars and wondered why so many inhibited life Geraldine Browning considered that the tea leaves left in her cup were the real universe. She thought that the saturated leaves contained many varieties of life whose movement could not be seen by the naked eye and that was why they appeared to…

On the western side of the town where I live and work there is an area which was once considered very desirable. I will call this area Shepherd’s Park as today it does not really have a name. It is still full of Victorian houses many of which can be seen from the main road…

The Revenge of Prosperous P Prosperous P hated his girlfriend Ministry being called Ministry M. This was the name that most people used He was planning his revenge Art Winifred was heavily into body painting and liked nothing better that to have her body be used as a canvas Tim-Tim often amused Winifred by using…

In the sad slip woods nothing moved The January mists stirred above the trees But the damp leaves that covered the forest paths Remained still in the grey stiffness of the day The clearance fields retained The bleakness of the month As did the nearby hills Hidden in their distance   All creatures were awaiting…

Behind the altar a small candle flickered almost unseen Its soft light slowly illuminated the figures nearby Which had previously been hidden A baby white hidden in its mother’s arms looked at me and whispered Come and See Come and See Suddenly the small candle became so bright that it lit up the whole church…

He lies there in a fine box with ornate handles and is carried into the church Hayhoyeaho His wife who is not dressed in black lets me sniff her perfumed bouquet Hayhoyeaho It is sweet and sticky and excites my senses. I pluck a single flower and dance quietly around the font Hayhoyeaho A single…