Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Bad Eggs

    Despite the following bit of fun, I really am quite good at cooking eggs. To me it’s an art, everything has to be finished at the same time, toast done, table set, tea made and poured. I remember the first time we had goose eggs, the lady at the campsite shop told us 20 minutes… Read more

  • Queen of Hearts.

    The biggest risk I would like to take, is to step out of this bubble, and do something, something big, something momentous. Something to make a difference. I feel guilty of letting others, make the case against those that are ruining our beautiful planet. I would like to meet the young lady I’ve written about… Read more

  • “Train wheels runnin’ through the back of my memory, as the daylight hours do retreat. Someday, everything’s gonna be smooth like a rhapsody, when I paint my masterpiece”. From Bob Dylan’s “When I Paint My Masterpiece” From the album Greatest Hits Volume Two” I’ve already “painted” my masterpiece, that being the Bentley model in the… Read more

  • Lazy Days and Bun Days.

    Do I feel unproductive on lazy days ? Yes. ! That’s an honest answer, but I have been taught, doing nothing/resting, is actually doing something, it’s resting ! That lesson was not well learnt though. We all need rest and recuperation, but this modern life makes us feel guilty if we are lax. Lazy Days.… Read more

  • Neighbours From Hell.

    “Neighbours everybody needs good neighbours, with a little understanding you can find the perfect blend neighbours should be there for one another thats when good neighbours become good friends.” Where the heck did that come from, Oh how I hate ear worms, never watched that show, so how did that get in my head ?… Read more

  • Principles and Principals.

    The principles I follow, are love and respect for my fellow human beings, honesty, and a total lack of aggression. .The Principal My neighbour is a “clever”man the principal of a college, but as for the menuciae of life, of that he has no knowledge. He can speak Latin he can speak Greek, but has… Read more

  • Spoilt Brat.

    I last felt grown up about two years ago I was 5ft. 10in then I’m only 5ft 9in now. Seriously the first I felt like a true adult was my wedding to my lovely Ann, I was able to relate and mingle with the guests in a way I hadn’t been able to before or… 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

  • If I lost all my possessions I’d be in prison, roaming about on the streets naked is an offence, to start with, but in these unenlightened times having no money is also an offence. Is dignity classed as a possession ? If everything else was taken away from me, I hope at least I’d be… Read more

  • Bad Habit Two.

    This is an easy one, It’s now ! Having returned home from holiday to find our home broken into, then having to cope with technology which is foreign to me, both to deal with the police, then trying to organise an improved security system, I feel like an alien. The nature of the violation of… Read more