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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

Time

  • The Clock is Running Fast

    The o’clock is running fast, time is running through my fingers, no time to talk of balladeers or genius folk rock singers. In other words I’m short of time for the next few days. RAISINS, RAISING and REASONS. There’s a raisin in my chocolate bar, a raisin in my cerealThere’s raising Hell raising Cain and… 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

  • Where Does the Time Go ?

    It would be in my younger days a simple matter to complete almost any DIY task, age seems to have robbed me of that super power. Everything is ten times more difficult, just the planning and collection of materials a challenge in itself. I Want To Do It I Really Do. I want to do… Read more

  • And Then Suddenly As If By Magic Another Minute Slips By.

    This was good fun ! How many words could I find to rhyme with tick and Tock ? I’m actually writing this on Monday because I’m laid up with a cold, on top of my burn injuries, it’s not fun, every time I sneeze a pain shoots down my poorly arm. For a technophobe I’ve… Read more