Stuart Miller-Osborne

I can often be found Reading Whitman’s Leaves of Grass It is a hobby of mine And I frequently read his poems Whilst sitting quietly In underground stations Designed by Charles Holden  

Whilst visiting a cathedral town I met Monika once again in a bookshop We had not seen each other for many years I thought her older but still beautiful Yet I did not know what she thought of me That was until she recorded my cold likeness Against the backdrop on an orange and white […]

My doctor removed my bandages in the middle of the night And told me to look out of the window and report what was visible I saw nothing and supposed that I was still blind which saddened me But after an hour or so I saw an orange glow low on the grey horizon This […]

I am recovering from an eye operation and am resting in a darkened room Although improving my sight will take a while to return A kind friend has installed a music centre in this space And I often listen to the classics plus some popular music But of late I have heard screams terrible screams […]

I am recovering from an eye operation and am resting in a darkened room Although improving my sight will take a while to return My daughter recently travelled to Suffolk and purchased a grey tee shirt for me Which I have chosen to wear in this terrible place The garment I am told has an […]

Your arse is hairy  Said Mary Mary  But mine is rather smooth    I had written this on the wall of a gender neutral toilet I had also written Veritas on the enamel pan And Aequitas on the light blue door   From my hiding place I saw a  tall man enter the next cubicle […]

You have placed your head in my lap Which is pleasant as you are topless Jane It is an amusing situation as we are outside a beach shop Where we purchased some artworks for out home in the hills But Pierre ran out of change and has driven to the bank And has left us […]

I am in a dilemma as I am sheltering in a telephone box Which is half way up a miserable hill Without a pad or a pen or anything else The telephone box is filling with water And I have had to remove my shoes I have come to the conclusion That I will have […]

The advertising campaign attracted them initially It was subtle and loud at the same time A thin strip of pink red plastic placed on a busy table That was the beauty of the advertisement The Buddhas took in the usual sights And travelled on an open top bus between the squally showers We dined in […]

A fragment of the sea rainbow Was masking the Goodwin Sands   I am on Deal Beach With my mature camera   Recording the violence Of the autumn waves   I am happy here