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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Mr Tangerine Man.

    I mention sacrilege in my verse today, I’m worried I may be being a little sacrilegious myself in adapting one of the greatest lyrics of all time to my own ends. Im talking of course of Bob Dylan’s Mr Tambourine Man, unfortunately best know for the Byrds truncated version. As for my subject, how can… Read more

  • Everything Is a Little Upside Down..

    “Every thing is a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped, you’ll find out when you’ve reached the top you’re on the bottom”. A line from Bob Dylan’s “Idiot Wind” on his “Blood on the Tracks” album. In answer to the prompt, I would live almost anywhere where there are… 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

  • The Law of the Jungle.

    I feel I must apologise my posts have been quite sombre recently. My intention today was for a a bit more of my nonsense, and I did try, honest! I planned and actually started writing about rescinding the law of gravity. Some how though it didn’t work out and the demise of our world won… Read more

  • A Tribute To John Lennon.

    You know I often twist things around to fit the prompt, but a post I had on the other day (Clean the World 30/12/25/ ) would have been an exact match for today’s prompt. So, first there was that fantastic cleaning product, then the truth pill now the pill that lets people see the truth.… Read more

  • Down the Highway.

    If I had a freeway billboard, I’d panic, I’d have materialised in the USA, we have motorways where I live. We don’t really have billboards in the UK either just the odd decrepit caravan or trailer advertising some obscure product or service littering up a field. Maybe that decrepit vehicle may have “Just Stop Oil”… Read more

  • Too Many Toys.

    My biggest Challenges at the moment are the six we have in our back garden. I freed them from a group of so called men playing soldiers, so they couldn’t hurt anyone. One is now a very cosy badger set, one is a foxes den, the others have itinerant squirrels. If anyone knows how I… Read more

  • Poet in a Tree.

    Im going off piste now, the prompts haven’t been prompting me much lately, too boring. Usually when I do this I get little interest, so here goes. The eagle eyed will recognise the resemblance to a Bob Dylan line “As I went out one morning to breath the air around Tom Paine” The track “As… Read more

  • Sing Me a Song.

    This is a subject that fascinates me. My theory is I was lucky, I was born in the mid 50s, so I grew up in the 60s and 70s. It is possible that I was protected from it but I don’t remember the all pervading aggression and violence that dominates the media now. It’s everywhere,… Read more

  • A Trick Answer.

    People who read my posts will know my favourite artist is Bob Dylan. Well people who read my posts are wrong, It’s actually Tom Paxton. There’s no arguing Dylan’s words in my mind cannot be surpassed, but I was asked my for my favourite artist not their work. It comes across a little in the… Read more