Stuart Miller-Osborne

Mermaid Whilst sitting on the pier and fishing without purpose I netted a mermaid who was none too pleased at being caught To apologise I took her to the finest restaurant in the town Where we shared a menu of blue lobster and crab Afterwards we sat on the beach and counted the stars Before…

Ann and Jellicoe sat on the beach and listened as the whispering sailors discussed the invasion They sent word back to the castle and at two in the afternoon the cannons were raised Nearby an old man died slowly and without fuss in his favourite chair A great commander was dead On hearing the news…

Lemon Diamonds The Lemon Diamonds Drip from the August Tree That faces our house In time I will collect these stones And create the most beautiful necklace For you to wear in our winters bed   Dayslip   The days are shorter now A few moments surrender each day Quite soon we will caress the…

You stand there proudly letting your considerable energy Dwarf my destitution Although desperate I am proud of my journey In time you will look down on me With a fondness That you currently reserve for others I am aware of your duplicity    

Chopin ChiChiChi and I were sitting at a piano We were both playing Chopin quite violently I was playing a Nocturne and she a Funeral March We each had our own appreciative audience As we touched the cold keys I realised that it was my turn to be the albino so I retired to the…

I went to the cinema with Monica To watch Summer with Monika Directed by Ingmar Bergman After leaving the Monica We went to the Café Monica The orchestra there was playing Chopin’s Revolutionary Etude Which we both enjoyed Afterwards when walking Along Monica Street We noticed that it Had begun to rain And without speaking…

Monica I used to visit you once a week and was always made to feel welcome we even became intimate at times but then I moved away and we lost touch   Sweet Monica you are much changed now but the piper still calls your tune   Billy    

Jack and Julian were sitting on the low stone wall that bordered the lane that led to the fallow fields and the woods beyond They were waiting for Martha who was as normal late and idly threw stones into the many puddles that had formed near them Both boys soon bored of this and spoke…

Caron and I had travelled to Fort William mainly to paint the majestic highland landscapes and when not painting to walk without planning in this most beautiful of areas However this came to sudden halt on Tuesday when I slipped on a rock and tore my ankle ligaments which meant a lengthy visit to a…

On a Late Night Train On a late night train a fellow passenger Told me with alarm that the ghosts of Fazio delgi Uberti and Angiola of Verona Were sleeping in the next carriage   I told him to be calm As we were only characters In their dreams   Tranquilla Casa Two knitted bears…