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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Steppidoodlies.

    These prompts are driving me mad, how can I write anything deep and meaningful, with such bland trite questions. STEPIDOODLIES. Thirty nine steps, Spanish steps, three steps to heavenSteps to my door, three or four, I’m glad it’s not elevenSteps to success, steps to undress, steps in an intricate danceSteps to impress, I’m in a… Read more

  • Diet of Madness.

    I haven’t grown this year, I’ve shrunk! I lost weight after My cancer then five year or so later put it back on whilst in hospital and recovering from burns. I got back down to 11.5 st just before we came away, so now I’m enjoying putting a little back on. A good old favourite… Read more

  • The Grey Tout Doors.

    Camping has been our main source of holidays since my wife and I met, from our very first trip to Devon and Cornwall sleeping in the back of my Triumph Herald Estate car., through just about every other form of camping, tents, trailer tents, caravans, camper, to our present little motorhome. But you don’t want… Read more

  • Norman is an Island.

    I started writing this about petty little tech troubles, but it’s ended up a pretty good bit of nonsense, that actually makes sense. In a nonsensical way. Apologies for the naughty bit at the end, bottom, oh I don’t know, whatever you want to call it. Norman is An Island Norman is an island, so… Read more

  • The Artist Billy the Kid.

    I don’t struggle with negative feelings, and definitely never touch the live. I am though down to earth. I feel a little bit of Dylan coming on “When you’re lost in the rain in Juarez and it’s Easter time too, your gravity fails and negativity won’t pull you through” From “Just like Tom Thumb’s blues,… Read more

  • Foaming at the Mouth and Other Places.

    ”Foaming at the mouth he began to make his midnight creep” A line from Bob Dylan’s “The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest” From the album “John Wesley Harding” I hate being asked, what is the question I hate being asked. Another thing I hate being asked, is “What kind of lunatic comes up… Read more

  • What’s in the Can ?

    Life is one big challenge, it shouldn’t be so, we have the power as a species, for things to be so different, but we have taken the wrong path, and followed the god of greed. I’m sorry I have failed on my mission again today, to write a full poem, or at least one that… Read more

  • Rubber Trees ?

    The most important invention in my lifetime was obviously the wheel. I remember it well, rolling the car about on tree trunks was a pain, every time the trunk revolved to a point where there was a bit of branch sticking out you’d be stuck and have to call the AA ( Arboreal Association) Also… Read more

  • Nonsensical (Just Like the World)

    My readers must be aware, I’m on a bit of a downer at the moment, all this political stuff and warmomgery. I can’t seem to get inspired by anything else, so I’ve just written a bit of nonsense. A definite case of MTH (Must try harder) Leisure Leisure I sit and watch the rain run… Read more

  • Bad Eggs

    Despite the following bit of fun, I really am quite good at cooking eggs. To me it’s an art, everything has to be finished at the same time, toast done, table set, tea made and poured. I remember the first time we had goose eggs, the lady at the campsite shop told us 20 minutes… Read more