Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

dailyprompt

  • 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

  • Bed of Letuce.

    Favourite comfort food, probably fish and chips, but they must be proper, and eaten outside, preferably by the sea. My wife is an excellent cook almost everything she cooks is comforting, especially after a hard day at the D.I.Y shop, where I help out. We have some interesting names for our meals e.g creepy crawly Read more

  • Favourite Game.

    Undoubtedly chess but I don’t get to play very often. Tridomio’s is good, but I struggle with card games as I’m borderline autistic. Scrabble I’m good at, but a lot of my friends are dyslexic. The game of life keeps me busy, with its ups and downs, like snakes a ladders, far too many snakes Read more

  • A Peace of Pie.

    I am the egg chef, boiled, scrambled, fried or poached, it’s no yoke I am master of them all. My wife shells out for the eggs I cook them, and they’re always all white. There’s only one I haven’t mastered, we had Mr Schwarzenegger round last week he wanted eggs Benedict, but I had to Read more

  • Burgers and Dog.

    If I had a choice, cat or dog? The answer would be Neither.! I don’t condemn anyone for having a pet, but it’s just not for me. I do have an imaginary dog, a black one, just like the one Winston Churchill had, he’s never far away from me, indeed today he’s particularly close. He’s Read more

  • Undoubtedly model making, then a close second writing this blog. Last year we had a general election here in the UK. I had loads of fun writing satyrical manifestos for each of the parties, then I did my own. Obviously it’s no longer topical, but hopefully it will give you laugh, and I need to 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

  • I’m absolutely certain no one will want to read what I have just spent half a hour writing (For too deep) I have saved it though, if anyone is interested. So let’s have some of my usual drivel, here’s my answer to the prompt . 1, The English football team will never win Wimbledon. 2. Read more

  • The Unlucky Man

    Another tough prompt. My life has been an adventure, but now I’m old and feeble (exaggeration) the adventures are not so big. I am famous for not having any sense of direction, I once went to the toilet in the cinema, ended up outside and had to beg to be let in again! So my Read more

  • I remember a while ago, well two whiles ago actually, because I heard it twice. A play on the radio, where a group of people including Bob Dylan’s manager were sat around a table in a restaurant. There was an empty seat and conjecture spread as to who was going to fill that empty seat. Read more