Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • 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

  • 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