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Meadowhead Bard

Random and surreal poetry satire and short stories.

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  • The Tea Party (Not in Boston)

    I remember a while ago, well two whiles ago actually, because I heard it twice. A play on the radio, where a group of people including Bob Dylan’s manager were sat around a table in a restaurant. There was an empty seat and conjecture spread as to who was going to fill that empty seat.… 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

  • The Cyber Toothed Tiger.

    Today’s header photo, my special place. I find modern life tough, being a man of certain age. the gadgetry, the sheer pace of life itself. A lot of the time I feel I don’t belong. I use various techniques to keep myself sane, I have a regime of meditation, time out, and making sure I… Read more

  • I Know Nothing,

    I’m an authority, on knowing I don’t know everything, about anything, I would never say I know more than anyone else, that I do know. I also know, that people who know everything never do, and people that know nothing, know they know nothing, so they do know something. So I know that I’m right,… Read more

  • It Takes a Worried Man.

    I’ve mentioned before in my blog, I am a better person now after my cancer six years ago. If I’d have been the man I am now forty years ago we would never have had our two boys, such is my fear for the way the world is heading. Not just the wars but the… Read more

  • Ragged Trousered Philantropist, Not Quite!

    What Makes a Teacher Great. One who has the skill to make a pupil feel small? One who recognises potential not at all? One who’s way to control his class is by shouting? The ability of each individual he’s doubting? That was my experience of school, When I left each day feeling nought but a… Read more

  • My leg is now on my arm.

    I’ve broached this subject before, early on in my blogging days. So to recap, my hobby is building detailed 1/8 scale model cars. I needed to make a part to represent a rubber “S” shaped hose and decided to make a lead bar bend it then paint it black. I needed to use a little… Read more

  • That’s a bit personal isn’t it?

    I can’t think how to respond to this prompt. So I’ll just ramble on a bit. I’ve had some mental issues, panic attacks, depression, bit of OCD, difficulty socialising. So about two years ago I booked myself in for an autism test, give the beast a name and all that. I had the test earlier… Read more

  • The Birthday Suit

    When I was a teen, I had a suede leather jacket, an almost exact replica of the one Dylan wears on the sleeve of his second album The Free Wheeling Bob Dylan, I could have worn that jacket until it fell apart. My father though had other ideas. It was at the time of my… Read more

  • The animal kingdom.

    Spirituality has a massive impact on my life, it is possibly the thing that scares me the most, second to greed, and these two things are linked inextricably. The thought that people can be manipulated and controlled so easily is obnoxious to me. The sooner we learn to control our own destiny the better. It’s… Read more