greed
-
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
-
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
-
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
-
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
-
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
-
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
-
I now realise politicians only lie when they open their mouths. Silent Night. Silent night, holy night, fireworks explode out of sightAmbulance racing flashing blue light, in the city there’s been a fightBlood it flows like communion wine, of holiness though not a signA homeless man killed with a broken bottleGreed in his sports car… Read more
-
This isn’t me I’ve written about, but you all know him, her or one of their kind, there’s enough of them out there to go round. Shades of Dylan here again and possibly a bit of Woody Guthrie. I started off thinking of Guthrie’s “Mean Talking Blues” I’m always afraid of plagiarism though, so ended… Read more
-
No Doubt the expected answer to this prompt is Christmas lunch. When I was little I suffered terrible migraines, usually on Sundays, doctors said it was stress of the thought of school on Monday, where as you have probably already read in previous posts I had to endure lot of bullying. These migraines combined with… Read more
Meadowhead Bard 