Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Used and Abused

    My morning ritual is disrupted at the moment, 6.30 a.m I usually take my morning walk, envelop myself in sweet nature, and discuss the world with myself. Just now though British summer time is nearly over, dark mornings creeping in the park and woods, my stomping grounds too dark to see. I may get a… Read more

  • There Are So Many Like Me.

    I wish I had started amassing wealth much earlier. I would now be able to do what I like, buy who I like, treat the poor like scum and everyone else as fodder. There but for fortune go I. So lucky to be one of the many not the privileged few. All words Meadowhead Bard… Read more

  • Ideal World.

    I wasn’t going to anything on the blog today, but as am am sat in abeyance, I thought I may as well write. IDEAL WORLDS, NOT! I’d like to live in a world where there is no greed, on others skills no one would feedA world of love a world of care a world where… Read more

  • Tech Knowingly.

    My old car is 58 years old, and can still do its job of getting from A-B .Ok so it runs on petrol and isn’t that efficient, but how many cars would have been scrapped during that period? Using how many resources and causing how much pollution? TECH KNOWINGLY In twenty years I won’t be… Read more

  • Child of the 50s

    Obviously, there are countries much worse off than the UK, terrible atrocities for the gain of power, wealth and that all consuming monster called growth. I live in the UK though so I just write about the country I know, everywhere else I can only generalise. CHILD of the FIFTIES. I’m a working class child… Read more

  • The View From Above

    I’m inspired by two people, Greta Thunberg for her love and devotion to our home, our planet, and Bob Dylan for giving me my love of words and their power. I have written about both, for prompts before, so I’m not going to repeat, you can find all in the archives of my blog anyway.… Read more

  • On Reflection

    If this stranger should ever talk to you, please be nice and kind. He won’t hurt you, he’s really quite nice you’ll find. The Stranger I met a strange man a very strange man indeedThis man was a joker, mind stoker, difficult to readHe was old, bald headed, with a bulbous noseBut he could talk… Read more

  • Eyes Wide Open.

    I wish I had the skill or ability to put the right post on, on the right day. Today’s was accidentally published on the 21st, what a maroon! so had to come up with something else. Not had any Dylan quotes recently, this one from “Foot of Pride” From the album “Infidels” fits nicely. “He… Read more

  • Slow Learner

    When I was young all those millions of years ago, I was just like young folk are now, wanting the trendy clothes, the latest audio for my car etc, etc. The difference now though selling has gone into hyperdrive. New phone every year, new car, every three years, new fashion items in what seems like… Read more

  • I never complain, about how people are in denial about how this planet is over populated by humans. I never tell people we cannot carry on growing our population, and each new addition wanting to use more resources than the previous. I wouldn’t dream of complaining because the majority of the population only believe in… Read more