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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

life

  • What Do I Look Like?

    If you only care what I look like, then I’m not going to say. If you don’t care what I look like, it doesn’t matter any way. You don’t have to have vision, to see what’s contained herein, just show trust and love, and I will let you in. None of my friends are my Read more

  • Shopping.

    Shopping was a weekly ritual for my mum, not like shopping as we know it now, at least here in the UK. I help out a friend at our local DIY (Hardware) shop, so many customers comment on how nice it is to come into a “Proper” shop, have a chat, share a joke or Read more

  • I Am A Realist.

    I used to be uncertain, but now I am not so sure! How would I describe Myself? This is not a good day to ask me that question. The black dog, is once again at my heals, it got over the fence my mind had created to protect me from my burn injuries. So I Read more

  • Plane to Happiness

    The Journey.     First place I would go, would be the Post Office, because I don’t have a passport anymore, you see I’ve been banned from most countries for smuggling in bad poetry.                                              Read more

  • Domestic Travels

    Travel plans. Not done any Dylan for a while so,       “ He can be fascinating, he can be dull, he can ride down Niagara  Falls in the barrels of your scull, I can smell somethings cooking, I can tell there’s going to be a feast, sometimes Satan comes as a man of Peace” From Man Read more

  • The Cost of Perfection.

    Silence is Golden. Silence is golden, it allows my eyes to see, my hands to work and my soul to be. Meditation in art, to be in that place, where just one millimetre is a massive space. The whole world in the stroke of a file, hours slip by in such a short while. The Read more

  • 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

  • Playing Devils Advocate

    What bothers me most apart from death of course, is the a huge amount of people who aren’t bothered about anything much other than them selves. They’re not bothered about they’re neighbours, they’re not bothered about the litter they leave, they’re not bothered about the dog mess they don’t pick up, and of course these Read more

  • It’s That Word Absolute!

    I’m absolutely certain no one will want to read what I have just spent half a hour writing (For too deep) I have saved it though, if anyone is interested. So let’s have some of my usual drivel, here’s my answer to the prompt . 1, The English football team will never win Wimbledon. 2. 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