John Bartholomew

John Bartholomew May 2020

I want to have sash windows
I want to have high ceilings
I want a bedroom with chandeliers
I want to have false feelings
I want a car that I can never afford
I want to watch you cut that cord
I want our kids in a school privately taught
I want to see the Queen, Knight you with her sword
I want to show my parents that I want
sometimes gets
I want to prove that you don't have to be
the teachers pet
I want to fly the world in a millionaires private jet
I want all these things scooped up in one big net
I want an easy life even if its legs akimbo
I want to prove its good even if I'm living in sin though
I want to keep my partner happy, if its for some extra giving

                       As this is all I want,

               I want a life (beyond living)

                                     JJB

John Bartholomew May 2020

Mr Goody 2 Shoes

Not a step out of line
Your dance, your prance, your swagger
Perfection based upon your moves
This made me want to pull that trigger

Your tune
They fall to the floor from that tick
Tock-tick, tock tick
Man you make me sick

Walking past me like I don't exist
Just giving me the blues
Of course it's always you they choose
So I blew you away
Bye-bye
Over and out

Mr Goody 2 Shoes
(ha!)

JJB

John Bartholomew May 2020

This Quiet London

Who turned the life off here
Nowhere to stop for some food or a beer
Camden Town now silent from life
You look back now, was weirdly quite nice
Big Ben stood silent, no ring of its bell
Has London lost soul, its heart now fell
It needs a poke to wake from this blip
A capital fallen quiet, its just having a kip
Its clouds gather clearly, the skies now replenished
This Earth needed a rest, for its time could soon finish
Let's look after what we have killed, as we all need that break
Our surroundings have just one life, for reality cannot be faked

JJB

John Bartholomew May 2020

Furloughed

A word that is new to me,
Crept up like a bug over the China seas,
Where a chunk of the land have now been put on this epidemic called furlough,
You'll soon get your job back, in this temporary new low
So the Government has promised to pay us eighty percent
Yeah, thanks Mr Johnson, that still just about covers my rent
And back to work with a tax increase so large to pay for this mess
Its coming people, mark my words, don't believe a word that politician says

John Bartholomew May 2020

This New Life

In lockdown with no friend's
This is sadly our new trend
Making good as of this **** virus
Listening to music you'd not heard in ages,
Guns & Roses, Kylie Minogue but still a big no to Miley Cyrus
Conjuring up recipes with what's left in the cupboard
Coriander to Cumin, it still tasted wretched
To speaking to your neighbour on a Thursday night
And probably never again in a years time
It has brought us all together in a funny way of speaking
Even some celebs seem more normal from what they have been Tweeting
The live chats from inside their home on the news
Then comparing who earns the most from the size of their kitchen, its hard to choose
And then cutting our hair in the surroundings of our own homes
Then watching how its done from YouTube on our mobile phones
This is bound to cause some trouble and strife
But don't worry people, it won't last forever
It'll be over soon enough,

This New Life

JJB

John Bartholomew Apr 2020

In the Sticks

Some of us like being surrounded
Hemmed in
Pollutant by sin
Surrounded by these monstrosities
These towers of brick

Some like to feel more grounded
Breath the air
Escape that corporate snare
Hear the birds sing with flare
And live the life they call
In the sticks

JJB

John Bartholomew Apr 2020

Soulless

Soulless;

A void that cannot be filled

JJB