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John Bartholomew Mar 2020
Things fade,
be it,
colours,
in words,
or in love

What magic we once had,
what now seems a fad,
surprises,
a nightly text,
all gone in a time now lost

I know you still care,
but we just lost our flare,
coaxed,
into a slumber,
I should delete your number,
And start a new somewhere else

Loves Lost

JJB
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
Streets now empty,
Not a soul to be seen
It's like I've woken up in a B-movie,
Or a very eerie dream

Best to stand apart now,
We've been given a 2 metre stance
I would love to give you all a hug
But I'd better not take that chance

Let's hope that it's all over,
Please let that time be soon
And hope this can't happen again,
Be it once in a blue moon

Locked in the same surroundings,
This will surely cause some rows
But look on the bright side of this mess,
We'll get through this apocalypse now

JJB
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
We kissed in the playground,
I remember your blonde hair
Being boldly eight and we were just the same,
Now I don't remember your name

Asking old friends of a time since lost,
Memories I'd love to have back now, at any cost
Innocence was a sanctity now craved by most elders,
Of a time long gone, where nobody told us

I pushed you in the park, to the floor then on the swing
We laughed about our larks, not caring of such things
Our parents said we had to be home by six,
Oh to have those days back, that stumbled into teenage kicks

For we don't see what we had in the palm of our hands,
A light smack on the *** for filling her wellies with sand
Such purity of mind that is now long in the tooth
To have those days back, yes,
Memories of Youth

JJB
“Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old.”― Franz Kafka

“Youth is wasted on the young.”― George Bernard Shaw

“What a weary time those years were -- to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.”― Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
Drinking coffee underwater,
It don't taste like it ought ta

Now running low on salt and pepper,
Not allowed out until someone lets her

Waiting for the lawman to fire that starting gun,
Locked inside to make our own fun

In 9 months we really could have a baby boom,
Locked together for 12 weeks, stuck in the same room

Nothing on the telly that can resemble a decent sport,
The kids at home now all being self taught

Lets get over this blip and laugh it off in due time,
As most of us will live, with just the unfortunate that die

People in the aisles all fighting over soap and bog rolls,
Who ever thought a dump would take its toll

But come on people, it's not hard to stay inside,
Batten down the hatches on a scale called nationwide

We'll all have stories to tell on how we survived,
Now let's all just get our heads down and stay alive!

JJB
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
Feel the coil slightly tighten,
as crimes you committed
are tales that truly frighten

Stood above the pit they call the trapdoor,
you sweat, you clench, you smell their stench
as you await your disappearance through this manmade floor

No decoration can hide your bowels now from stirring,
as you killed, you maimed, as blood did spill
you wretched man, **** Turpin

Now tales are told of your dare and wit,
as these were all **** lies
hanging now dead from this wooden kit

The hanging square for folk like you, once in the city of York,
a thousand gathered to watch you hang
well that was of such talk

But now you live on in tales of woes and whys,
for your known the world over,
from Dundee down to Dover
alas,

A Legend Never Dies

JJB
Even **** Turpin had the decency to wear a mask when he robbed people - Ed Miliband
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
THE WORLD'S GOING TO END.....ARGH!!!!!

Give me 36 packs of toilet roll now,
In case I run low and then there's none left in town

Stock pile on the Heinz, the frozen chips along with the soap,
If I leave it a week we could die with no hope

The kids should be out playing, not at home in this hell,
Lets hope its gone soon as they're starting to smell

No holidays this year as were all full of germs,
Lets thanks the Chinese, when will they ever learn

Now the only way to pass time is by reading or Netflix,
Fast and the Furious this week, just how do you get your kicks

Let's hope were all back to work in while with whoever will hire us,
Because, lets face it, nobody wants that stupid virus!

JJB
John Bartholomew Mar 2020
It's not mine, but I'll let them all know for now,
So don't shout at me like it's mine,
Jeez,
Holy cow

Claiming it's just mindless info,
I'll pass it on in time, now in slow-mo
Don't you know it's got a sell-by-date,
It'll reach you one day, as it's fate

I forget who I was supposed to pass it onto
From hand to hand now written in the ladies cubicle
And to be honest I really couldn't give a **
I'm just sat here as a number man, here, pass the buck

JJB
The best job goes to the person who can get it done without passing the buck or coming back with excuses. - Author: G. M. Trevelyan

There are times where excessive innocence seems so monstrous that it becomes hateful. - Author: Gaston Leroux

If you're passing the buck, don't ask for change. - Author: David Gerrold
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