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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Stay Forever On Your Guard.

    Dylan inspired again today, this time from his song “Forever Young” a song which written for his son, both opens and closes his album “Planet Waves” Fast pace for the opener and slow pace for the close. My favourite line “May your hands always be be busy, may your feet always be swift, may you… Read more

  • Crosswords and Cross Words.

    It’s Sunday today, I have written Mondays post, but tomorrow I’m doing a trial for a new job, so won’t have time to write, so I’m sorry it has to be a repeat. More Than Five Things I do For Fun. Burning logs on my fire, satisfying my desire, watching corrupt politicians get fired,Kicking dry… Read more

  • Trust the Ones You Love, Love the Ones You Trust.

    I have found that in general the only people one can ask for advice from, are friends and family. Nearly everyone else, has the “What’s in it for me” attitude. ASK ADVICE. Ask advice from a doctor if you want to stay healthyAsk advice from a banker he knows how to be wealthyAsk advice from… Read more

  • Hands.

    I was gifted with hands that could create many wonderful things, and I’ve had a very productive life. Day to day, my most creative period is in the mornings, I flag in the afternoon. Indeed I left writing today’s post late again, ended up answering the wrong prompt, so now it’s too late, my readers… Read more

  • The Family Thief.

    It’s just over a year ago now, I was in hospital with my burns, I was in a mess, but it didn’t stop my sons girlfriend, now soon to be daughter in law coming to visit me. Jenny is the best thing to happen to us, for a long, long while, we love her to… Read more

  • The Great Circle of Life

    I do have a morning routine, of course I do, but no one wants to know about the habits of a four ring old Bart like me. So today I’ve written about a much more important routine. THE GREAT CIRCLE OF LIFE. I can hear the beating of my mothers heart, as I wait for… Read more

  • Worthy or Unworthy.

    I don’t consider myself, clever enough, skilled enough or lucky enough (As is the case with most autobiographers) for me to think people would want to read about me. The first line then maybe should read “If you are reading this, get a life”. I would much sooner write about others, mostly bringing to light… Read more

  • Boy With a Moon and Star On His Head.

    The supposition here in this prompt request is what physical gift? I find that a rather shallow and mundane request. I will indulge in a bit of shallow thought before todays poem, because it’s unusual and some may find it amusing. The best gift ever bought me was from my wife it was an angle… Read more

  • You Are Looking in the Wrong Place.

    One of the things I was most scared to do was yesterday’s post, some of the subject matter. was quite taboo. Tackling the matter of overpopulation is never easy. The last time I approached the subject on my blog, even a close friend misinterpreted my intentions. So I will repeat I am not espousing any… Read more

  • We Are Many and They Are Few.

    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