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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

  • Pet Hate.

    I think of my so called masters as necromancers, mind benders, masters of smoke and mirrors, they feed me propaganda, Im sick at their feet. The following is not aimed solely at politicians it is also aimed at all manner of media, that try to control. I’m Nobodies Pet. I’m nobodies pet I’m not domesticatedBy… Read more

  • My Name It Ain’t Nothin.

    ”My name it ain’t nothin, my age it means less etc, etc” A line from Bob Dylan’s “With God On Our Side” This is my slant on that line. My Name. My name’s not important, and neither am II’m hear a few years and then I will dieNo illusions of grandeur no false pretensionsI just… Read more

  • A Job To Dream.

    A tale of a house near the city, and an old man’s prostate. A JOB TO DREAM I don’t have a dream job, I have a job to dream. If you were me in my house you’d know exactly what I mean. Blue lights flashing, sirens sounding up and down the road. Up and down, up… Read more

  • Latest, latest read all about it.

    A good leader would go something like this……“500 SPACE CRAFT HOVERING ABOVE EARTH” Followed by “All world leaders have been taken, the world is being held in stasis, the aliens have promised to clear the Earth of greed and corruption. Army and navy leaders around the globe have reported none of their weapons are functional”… Read more

  • Oblivions Gates.

    If I could un-invent anything ? What a question that is. I would love to un-invent Weaponry but where do you start with spears or clubs ? If you want me to be flippant it would be smart phones, if there was a devil, they would definitely have been his work. They’re addictive, manipulative and… Read more

  • Love and Care.

    This may be my last post, for a while anyway. Apple has updated my iPad, and as a consequence I have lost all my recent writing. This was written March 25 when I was in hospital being treated for burns.               Spirits Blue flame, blue flame, that was all I… Read more

  • The Decluttering of John Clutterbuck.

    I am not a particularly untidy person, my little workshop gets in a mess sometimes, but then every so often I blitz it. So I have written this from an imaginary person’s perspective. “Gunwales the upper edge of the hull an old sailing ship may seem not to rhyme with tunnels but it’s usually pronounced… Read more

  • Never a Straight Answer

    My favourite Animal was Eric Burdon, the way he stood and just blurted out House of the Rising Sun was phenomenal, most other singers of the time danced and pranced around the stage but not Eric. My least favourite animals are the giant phart (Latin name (Donaldis Trumpis ) and the poocan. ( Latin name… Read more

  • Bird on a Wire.

    An old girl friend once said to me “If you like Bob Dylan you’ll like Leonard Cohen” That’s true to a certain extent, Cohen has written some beautiful songs, but as some say they can’t tolerate Dylan’s voice, that slow drawl of cohen irks me. Songs such as “Hallelujah” but even more to my taste… Read more

  • On Thin Ice.

    Ok so it wasn’t a trip, it was a slip. Friday night just gone exhibited temperatures well below zero. Some of the snow from the days previous had melted but the melt water had frozen into black ice. Saturday, is the day I help out at a local DIY shop. I tried on the boots… Read more