Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Son Rising.

    Sorry today’s post is a little short (Sweet though, maybe too sweet) Checkout tomorrows, I’ve got something cooking. Son Rising. I can’t remember, was I born in the morning, or born at night. Can’t remember when I first saw the light. When was I first cradled in my mother’s arms. When was I caressed by Read more