Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • 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

  • Wasted Youth.

    I was thinking about a prompt from a few days ago or so, about teachers. It got me to thinking, once kids go to school they’re on a one way track aimed at getting a job, earning money, getting married, having kids, or worse still being sent off to die in someone else’s fight to Read more

  • The Human Zoo.

    The Zoo We went to London Westminster zoo, to see all the animals, their keepers too. Lots of reptiles eyes black and gold, snakes in the grass so scaly and cold. A chimp gave me a banana he’d taker from his mother gave it with one hand, then took it back with the other. Man Read more

  • I can’t think how to respond to this prompt. So I’ll just ramble on a bit. I’ve had some mental issues, panic attacks, depression, bit of OCD, difficulty socialising. So about two years ago I booked myself in for an autism test, give the beast a name and all that. I had the test earlier Read more

  • a ghost story.

    Hello readers, today I offer you you a little ghost story, I challenged myself to write a normal type story, well it’s not quite that, but I hope you enjoy it. Todays Dylan quote “ My patron saint is fighting with a ghost, he’s always off somewhere when I need him most” Good Eh? Please Read more

  • Eulogy to a fine man.

    I lost my best mate November 2024, I miss him like hell, but my loss cannot compare with that of his family.. I wrote this piece for his wife and our group of friends, but back then I had no means of making my feelings known more widely. The part about telling him I loved Read more