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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • Pennythick the Clown.

    Being dyspeptic and not being able to smell one’s worms probably. Can be helpful sometimes, for example today’s prompt, I am not going to write about exercise? that would be boring, so I’m going to write about exorcism instead. After all I can never see “How to exorcise demons” coming up on the prompt. What… Read more

  • ”Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum”

    ”What aspect do you think makes a person unique?” What an absolutely ridiculous question. “Fee-Fi-Fo-Fum” I smell the blood of AI has come. Not even the dumbest human could come up with that question. We are all unique, no two people are the same, in thought, in appearance, in attitude, anything. Usually though when people… Read more

  • The Football Game of Doom.

    I’m loving this prompt, it’s given me the opportunity to have a go at two of my pet hates, which in a weird sort of way amount to the same. Professional football whilst fine as a game, has turned into a moronic tribalistic, charade ruled by money. Then tribalism on the world stage with warmongers… Read more

  • The Fountain of Iron will and strength.

    I’ve been dreaming again, it must have been a dream because no one conscious and of sound mind could possibly imagine a fix for this insane world we live in. I feel I must apologise, I do not wish to upset anyone who practices a religion, it is a personal choice. It is my personal… 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

  • 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

  • Holy Night.

    I now realise politicians only lie when they open their mouths. Silent Night. Silent night, holy night, fireworks explode out of sightAmbulance racing flashing blue light, in the city there’s been a fightBlood it flows like communion wine, of holiness though not a signA homeless man killed with a broken bottleGreed in his sports car… Read more

  • 1954 and All That

    I was born in 1954, just after we’d closed the door to war. Now that doors been pushed back open. Let’s try and push that door back firmly closed, show to violence and greed we are opposed. I ran out of time today, spending time with friends, like minded and such. I may or may… Read more