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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • The Fountain of Iron will and strength.

    I’ve been dreaming again, it must have been a dream because no one conscious and of sound mind could possibly imagine a fix for this insane world we live in. I feel I must apologise, I do not wish to upset anyone who practices a religion, it is a personal choice. It is my personal… Read more

  • Tangled Up In Lead.

    Maybe not the most confident person, but the most confident dog. If you haven’t read “The Grand Dog” it follows the new one written from his owners point of view this time. Inspired by Bob Dylan’s “Tangled Up in Blue” from the Blood on the Tracks album TANGLED UP IN LEAD I was staring out… Read more

  • The Artist Billy the Kid.

    I don’t struggle with negative feelings, and definitely never touch the live. I am though down to earth. I feel a little bit of Dylan coming on “When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez and it’s Easter time too, your gravity fails and negativity won’t pull you through” From “Just like Tom Thumb’s blues,… Read more

  • Changing of the Guards.

    I write, I build my model cars, I work on our house, but just at the moment I want to shout, another part of my world is going, because of apathy. I can’t say what it is at the moment but it’s going to leave a massive hole in my life. I can almost see… Read more

  • Eyes of Mole, Wings of Rat, Brain of Politician.

    Apparently I have got my posts mixed up again, this one should have been posted yesterday. However seeing as TV, hocus-pocus, and superstition are indistinguishable, I’ve put yesterdays on today. Besides today is Friday the 13th. I don’t believe in superstition, walking under a black cat, seeing a ladder cross my path, or even 2… Read more

  • Mother is Weeping.

    I don’t watch much TV, old Star Trek episodes, news, the odd antiques show. Movies occasionally, as long as they are none violent. I am often called a snob for not liking most TV programs, I find them cheap, moronic, and debased. Imagine, an alien from some civilised planet, a planet whose inhabitants are not… 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

  • My Hundred Year Old’s Elf.

    I don’t plan on living to be one hundred years old, I would feel really sorry for our poor government if they had to keep paying my pension for that long. After all they have all the wealthy to look after, and I did only pay into my pension 46 years. I had good fun… Read more

  • Shopping is Not For Me Never Mind a Spree.

    To me big clothes shops have something of the night about them, drawing people into a habit like the opium dens of old. I ask you, next time you are in one of these cathedrals to greed, just stand and look around you, ask yourself the question, “Why do we need all this stuff?” The… Read more

  • My Middles Name.

    I don’t have a middle name, but I do have a name for my middle. The Name of My Middle. My head is called head, my neck is called neckI’ll tell you the names, but you cannot inspectThe things that hold on my arms are called shouldersThe frayed things on their ends coffee cup holdersBut… Read more