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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • It’s Alright Ma I’m Only Bleeding.

    I’ve top and tailed my poem today with two verses from Bob Dylan’s “It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding”) I physically wept the other night when I saw the picture of that awful insane orange “man” (Too good a word) posing as Jesus Christ. I was afraid before, now I’m very afraid, in fact terrified!… Read more

  • The Cobbler

    ”I make shoes for everyone even you, while I still go barefoot” From the track “I and I” on Bob Dyland’s album “Infidels” That line has a resonance with me, I am always doing things for people in the neighbourhood, and don’t usually ask for anything in return, and rarely is anything offered. Recently on… Read more

  • I Am Numerous.

    Title inspired by Bod Dylan’s “ I Contain Multitudes” I’m growing weary, now, I make great sacrifices to try and put something new on my blog everyday. With these sacrifices I make I hope to make a little difference in the way people think about the world, and maybe raise a smile on the way.… Read more

  • Foaming at the Mouth and Other Places.

    ”Foaming at the mouth he began to make his midnight creep” A line from Bob Dylan’s “The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest” From the album “John Wesley Harding” I hate being asked, what is the question I hate being asked. Another thing I hate being asked, is “What kind of lunatic comes up… Read more

  • Let’s Go for a Little Walk, “Down The Smoke Rings of My Mind”

    At seventy one years old, I’ve had lots of pairs of shoes, I sat counting them all trying to remember a favourite, I counted one hundred and fifty one and a half pairs, but it’s a strange thing, I can’t remember ever having only one foot. I asked a friend to help with songs with… Read more

  • Too Many Toys.

    My biggest Challenges at the moment are the six we have in our back garden. I freed them from a group of so called men playing soldiers, so they couldn’t hurt anyone. One is now a very cosy badger set, one is a foxes den, the others have itinerant squirrels. If anyone knows how I… Read more

  • Poet in a Tree.

    Im going off piste now, the prompts haven’t been prompting me much lately, too boring. Usually when I do this I get little interest, so here goes. The eagle eyed will recognise the resemblance to a Bob Dylan line “As I went out one morning to breath the air around Tom Paine” The track “As… Read more

  • Sing Me a Song.

    This is a subject that fascinates me. My theory is I was lucky, I was born in the mid 50s, so I grew up in the 60s and 70s. It is possible that I was protected from it but I don’t remember the all pervading aggression and violence that dominates the media now. It’s everywhere,… Read more

  • Let Me Die In My Footsteps.

    How much tech would I get rid of ? ALL OF IT ! There is though a proviso, I would have to be allowed to live the life I want. As things are I have to use some tech just to exist, it won’t take over my life though like it has with the majority.… Read more

  • A Trick Answer.

    People who read my posts will know my favourite artist is Bob Dylan. Well people who read my posts are wrong, It’s actually Tom Paxton. There’s no arguing Dylan’s words in my mind cannot be surpassed, but I was asked my for my favourite artist not their work. It comes across a little in the… Read more