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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Two Dimentional.

    Cartoon characters are two dimentional, but even then they can still sometimes have more depth than real people. I have a thing about politicians dressing up as a plumber, train driver, chef, or any other worker, so they can hide their two dimensionality, to gain our favour. Two Dimentional. Why do Pepper Pigs eyes move… Read more

  • Answers On a Postcard Please.

    I’ve had a little dig at Christmas in my verse today, but, could someone tell me ? I’m not a religious person but isn’t Christmas supposed to be a time of peace ? If so then why is there this fascination with violence surrounding it. from toy soldiers, to violent movies and tv programs. I… Read more

  • Milestones and Jam Scones.

    I guess that would be my accident, when I got burned. Most won’t understand how that could be positive, but it reminded me I was slipping back into my old ways after my letter from Mr Cancer. It seams a little cruel sometimes, it’s not like I’m doing great things, I’m just a tiny pebble… Read more

  • Pretty Woman.

    We get plenty of wild animals in our garden, foxes, badgers, and at least twenty different varieties of birds. Living near three council estates, we also get the other kind of wild animal, the ones that are supposed to be civilised, but have had little or no guidance of how to exist amongst others. Pretty… Read more

  • Modesty Prevents.

    I know what I’m good at, I know what I’m bad at, but I’m not telling all. Today though did prove one thing, I am good at making friends. Our son took my wife and I out, to see his and his ladies new house, and to meet said ladies parents. I think it’s going… Read more

  • A Game of Ping Pong.

    You will all know, I often write about myself, my thoughts, and sometimes even bring my lovely wife into the story. This isn’t one of those stories though, this definitely isn’t about me, and my wife isn’t so cunning, at least I hope not. So it’s just a little fiction. Hope you enjoy. A Game… Read more

  • 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

  • Am I a Meat Eater, Or Am I The Meat ?

    Mr prompt man, you are pricking my conscience. I love meat, but I hate eating it. It’s just that we have lost so much it’s just another thing to surrender. The way I look at the world, if there were not so many humans we could still enjoy the luxuries of life. The more of… Read more

  • This Blog of Old Shoes.

    I normally quote Dylan, but this time it’s Frank Sinatra. “These Vagabond Shoes” Although I always heard it as “This bag of old shoes I’m throwing away etc, etc “ This Blog of Old Shoes. I don’t mind wearing my shoes, I don’t like to wear my trousers I just wear my shoes whilst going… Read more

  • This Blog of Old Shoes.

    I normally quote Dylan, but this time it’s Frank Sinatra. “These Vagabond Shoes” Although I always heard it as “This bag of old shoes I’m throwing away etc, etc “ This Blog of Old Shoes. I don’t mind wearing my shoes, I don’t like to wear my trousers I just wear my shoes whilst going… Read more