Stuart Miller-Osborne

To gain entry to the Cabaret Voltaire Roberta was instructed to purchase Six Sun Spots From the Sun In Chemistry Street Twenty-eight envelopes containing this poem will be left in various locations in Southern England during the summer of 2017 Whosoever finds one of these envelopes will be entitled to gain free entry to the […]

I rested for over an hour that day The trains were late This was due to the heat The birds in the bushes Sang in harmony Or so it seemed The state of the world Was of no concern to them An elderly couple And their five grandchildren Waited in the shade shelter And chatted […]

In the Church Viola and I were sitting in the pews of a busy church We were both drinking coffee from mugs one and two I was a little embarrassed as I was wearing only a pair of brief undershorts Under my naval dressing gown Vila sensed my embarrassment and gave me the o from […]

Alice in Pepsi Land Alice had a mass of ginger hair That stretched down to her waist She was drinking a Pepsi Max As she descended the long path Into the underworld It helped her to glow in the dark   Tournament One Alice had a mass of ginger hair That stretched down to her […]

There are meadows near the canal That are covered with purple flowers The trees overlook these fields of rest Hear the muttered prayers Of those who did not return   When you go home Tell them of us and say For your tomorrow We gave our today JM Edmonds (1944)           […]

It was generally considered that the litter bins of our town were the most beautiful in the country I was working on a book about 1970s American movies in the corner of the room You were walking around wearing just a thick grey cardigan which occasionally fell open I found this quite a distraction as […]

Simone was was watching The sun set behind the trees   Sandwich Railway Station Was fading into a darkness   Then  the lights came on One by one by one by one      

Simone stood up in the bath And looked out of the window Towards the sea From her vantage She could see a sea monster Watching her with an interest As she decorated her bathroom  

Wild West Wind The wild west wind will Alter our rural horizons It will paint the waste fields Gold green grey gold brown   Storm Jane lay naked in my arms we were both asleep our hands were touching a thunder flash roar caused us to run into the night rain    

The llama died in my arms last night Subtitles in Spanish  It had been ill for a long time Ever since it was hit by a TGV Between Paris and Avignon I am a Punk Rocker Je suis un Punk Rocker Dressed in Blue Last seen wearing The last moon Of August Victorious Lyrics I […]