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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • I’m Not An Old Man, I am A Man That is Old.

    Most certainly not ! Last year I was struggling with the aging process, after four years of the building of the Bentley model diversion, it was like I was waking up four years older, but going from my 60s into my 70s made it worse. Just getting used to that then my burns accident kind Read more

  • Too Much of Nothing.

    I absolutely know we are being brain washed and manipulated, to keep the privileged few in wealth. How can it be normal to just want more and more ? Next time you visit a shop, say Next or similar, just stand and look around, how can all that stuff be necessary? We have a coffee Read more

  • Sticking Plasteres.

    I guess, I’m going to have to pay more attention to security, although I consider it pretty good as it is. We came home from holiday yesterday to find our house broken into for the fourth time ! They managed somehow to climb onto the security shutter box on the first floor patio door, and Read more

  • Rowdy Lout.

    Three years ago, we had a run of bad luck, someone stole our 12volt solar panels off our drive, then we woke up one morning to find the front border wall of our house had been demolished by a stolen car. We bought new gates on the insurance, and I rebuilt the wall myself. It Read more

  • Planning, What Planning!

    Whenever I leave the house, I always leave the toilet seat up, in case I have an emergency when I get back! I always keep some spare dark, in a box in case the lights won’t go off. In case the water goes off I keep a ten litre drum to fill up from the Read more

  • Nightmare avenue

    I’m not naive enough to think I could spin the world on its axis, and allow people to live as they should, in peace, and at peace with the natural world (See How I avoided a cliche there!) But, I would like to be a part of the machine that makes it happen, that is Read more

  • I Can Write, But Can I Count?

    30 !!!! thing that make me happy? Mm My son, the sun, a smile from anyone, anyone’s love, the sky up above. My lady, a new baby, a better tomorrow well maybe. Fresh rain, no pain, a walk down memory lane. A smile from my wife, green shoots of life, a sign of the end Read more

  • The Cost of Perfection.

    Silence is Golden. Silence is golden, it allows my eyes to see, my hands to work and my soul to be. Meditation in art, to be in that place, where just one millimetre is a massive space. The whole world in the stroke of a file, hours slip by in such a short while. The Read more

  • Playing Devils Advocate

    What bothers me most apart from death of course, is the a huge amount of people who aren’t bothered about anything much other than them selves. They’re not bothered about they’re neighbours, they’re not bothered about the litter they leave, they’re not bothered about the dog mess they don’t pick up, and of course these Read more

  • Wasted Youth.

    I was thinking about a prompt from a few days ago or so, about teachers. It got me to thinking, once kids go to school they’re on a one way track aimed at getting a job, earning money, getting married, having kids, or worse still being sent off to die in someone else’s fight to Read more