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Jun 2020 · 53
To Hold You
Neville Johnson Jun 2020
To hold you
Feel you
Touch you
Is what I dream of
My dear lover, my old friend
For I’ve been thinking
And I’ve been wishing you
Would give us another chance
Would you let me love you
The way we used to be?
I’m not used to being lonely
Rescue me
All I want is you
To hold you
Feel you
Touch you
Love you
Jun 2020 · 68
Affair of the Heart
Neville Johnson Jun 2020
An affair of the heart
I live for it
My lover loves me
Never to quit

So dear to me
So deep the trust
A perfect fit
Yes we must
Stay together
As we travel
Our merry way
This is what I dreamed of
She has come to stay
Jun 2020 · 94
Dad
Neville Johnson Jun 2020
Dad
I’m wearing my father’s tie and cuff links
Doing so to honor him
Who I am, what I’ve achieved
I owe to him
Oh, he was a blessing
Oh, how he is missed
By all
So many lives he enriched
Take me, for example
He taught love and kindness by example
With that joyous laugh of his
As I knot this tie it imbues me with strength and wisdom
To face the day
He had faith, and so do I
He still leads the way
May 2020 · 55
The One That Got Away
Neville Johnson May 2020
The daughter I never had
The son that should have been mine
The love never consummated
The years gone by
The sadness and the sorrow
The what I should have done
The memories we never made
It could have been such fun

I look back through rain-soaked windows
I see us walking in the sun
Rainbows all around us
The love we could have won

The feelings are forever
The lives we since have led
The paths that we both followed
The past we cannot shed
The grim smile as I give thanks
The words I did not say
To the one I truly love
The one that got away
May 2020 · 113
New Case
Neville Johnson May 2020
The red leather banquette gives comfort to the jazz loving private detective Peter Bend as the quartet grooves in the half-filled, restaurant-bar that borders on noir
Nursing his gimlet with a lime twist, he considers the events of the day
He’s been hired by a billionaire, Archie Kuehne, whose wife, Edith,
disappeared a week ago with a complex ransom note seeking mucho bitcoins left in the house
Archie has now become a suspect ergo Peter has a proper retainer
and a client who swears he’s innocent
In cases like this, the husband usually did it
Doesn't seem to be any evidence of suicide
Edith had signed a prenup agreement so money doesn’t figure
Nor are there signs of marital discord
Police are baffled, in a tunnel
Investigative journalists hover everywhere including in this semi-dive
Where to start?
Archie already paid $1 million to the kidnappers to confirm she was alive but that didn’t get him anywhere
Cryptocurrency is not easily traced
“Guess I’ll have to learn about it,” Peter thinks
The retainer feels pretty good in his wallet
Because there’s a job to do, Peter pays his tab and marches
into the twilight
He’s paid to produce miracles, but miracles are hard come-by
He whistles a happy tune, then looks at his rearview mirror
Uh oh, somebody is following him
His gun feels comfortable in the holster under his arm
He wonders what this is about?
May 2020 · 77
Getting Through This
Neville Johnson May 2020
Streets are empty
But we will be back on our feet sooner than someday
It’s not gonna stay that way
We’re all gobsmacked, aren’t we?
Everybody says, or hopes, we’re going to be OK
OK, we will but hey
It don’t look easy right now
Soldier on, they say
I’m calling old friends
I think it’s time
The streets may be empty
But the city is still filled with love
We’re all coming together
At least it seems that way
We’re in this together
The whole world
Amazing in a way
Let’s make the best of it
We’ll get through this
Tomorrow is another day
May 2020 · 62
The Early Days of Love
Neville Johnson May 2020
There’s nothing like the early days of love
The only thing that matters is it
A beginning that will have no end
That first touch, that first kiss
One ever remembers
Two birds are on the wing soaring above
Keeping them aloft —- the winds of love

Trust and kindness intertwine
Looking out for each other
It all will be fine
It’s magic, a mystery
Creating moments to last for all time

There’s nothing like all the days of love
Doesn’t time just fly away?
The flavor and fervor grow
Happiness, the sign
The current kiss is as good as the first
The ardor never wanes
This is love, real true love
Two hearts it claims
May 2020 · 141
Not Much to Direct
Neville Johnson May 2020
I recently directed my first romcom
Starred new talent who met on the set
There was a spark between them
The grips and gaffers could see
They didn't need much direction
When it came to the love scenes
They wanted more retakes
They insisted on rehearsing outside of my presence
They told me it was method acting
Then they stopped acting altogether
It became the truth
The show was a hit
Oh well, I’m onto the next production
They got married and had a kid
something light in these troubled times
Apr 2020 · 82
Clearly Love
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
It was chilly, the skies overcast
In our overcoats, scarves that matched
Our hands clasped, our faces bright and cheery
In love we were, in love clearly

We were one for the other
One for each other
Life wonderful, so free
As good as it gets
Giving the sense
Life is a dream

How I remember that December
The vows that we made
The fun we had just walking along
Protecting the other from the rain

Yes, those were the days
Those were the days
Those were the days for good
In my heart they still live
In my heart they stay strong
In my heart our love goes on
Apr 2020 · 54
The Old Man and the River
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
The old man and the river
Friends for so long
Family they are
Wild and strong
Sometimes angry
Rushing too fast
That old man is me
We’ve got a past

I grew up by the river
I learned from its currents
When to stay off
Where the fish hid
The submerged rocks
It provided comfort
When my love life turned bad
When I needed solace
The river was all I had

Now I’m an old man
Nothing has changed
We’re still in this together
Come sunshine or rain
Together, forever
We shall live out our days
My friend understands me
For me, I believe it prays
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
Anything goes and nothing matters
Ain’t that the way it seems?
Nobody has any answers
Who knows how long this will last?
It just hurts
So many suffering
What can we do?
It’s hard being an optimist during a pandemic
Still, I try
I’m holed up with the Missus
Oh, how she tends to me
I’m lucky to have her but what about the lonely?
Faith, hope and clarity are what is needed
How could this have happened in our lifetime?
This was supposed to be something that our parents went through
At least we’ll always have the big blue sky to enjoy
I’ll do my best to take care of my friends
I’m not giving up yet
No, I’m not giving up
Apr 2020 · 61
Pretty Good
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
I’m here for you and you’re here for me
Looking pretty good
You and me
Me and you
Sounds good to me
Constantly
Inevitably
What has to be
I’m here for you
You’re here for me
Looking pretty good
Pretty good to me
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
We were married for 30 years
It was the best
Til the day Sarah came home from the doctor
Who said it was inoperable
She fell fast
In those twilight days she told me she wanted me to be happy,
Free to fall in love again
This retirement home ain’t so bad
But it can get lonely
Then I noticed her in the dining room
She was visiting her mother
Rene wore red, her eyes were blue
And she walked with a white stick
I made it my mission to get to know her
My pretext was that I offered to watch over her mother
So we stayed in touch by email and then subsequent visits
We grew closer
One kiss led to another and ultimately more
She was partially sighted and could make her way in the world
She’d won awards for helping others similarly afflicted
Rene became my second once in a lifetime love
So Sarah thank you
I’m about to say I do again
I love you both
Apr 2020 · 69
Legally Binding
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
We need a love contract
I can write it up
In it we will promise undying love
Kindness and humor
Daily pats on the back
Kissing and more
No alas or alack
We will be committed
To each other
Nothing shall intervene
We will strive for perfection
In each and everything
It will go on forever
Until the end of time
You can have a lawyer look at it if you wish
It will be just fine
Apr 2020 · 55
That Thin Line
Neville Johnson Apr 2020
That thin line between fame and oblivion  
All of us somewhere
Between the spark
And death
It’s everything in between
Making a mark
Or trying to
Staving off the inevitable
But that day will come
As it must to all
There is no permanence
We each find our way
Trying our best
Refusing to fail
Mar 2020 · 55
Three in a Row
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
First it was Kyle
Then it was Abigail
Then it was Carol
All dead in the last week
And it wasn’t even the virus
Just life doing it’s thing
There’s no death defying when your time arrives
So we are hunkered down making the best of it
Saying our prayers
Watching TV
Mar 2020 · 85
All That’s Left
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
All that’s left are memories
Of the one who shares them with me
Memories, sweet memories
But not enough to be
Satisfying
After all I’m still alone
We’re still apart
It’s going to stay that way
In the lonely zone
It hurts in my heart
Of course it must
For the dreams don’t go away
But at least I’ve got these memories
Of our great yesterday
Mar 2020 · 135
Houseboat
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
The bride was a widow, the bridegroom a widower and that’s where the story begins
She never thought she’d find another and certainly not him
He, for his part, was down on his way to out in a kind of middle aged funk
But there they were in Sausalito
It’s houseboats, who woulda thunk?
Corrine is a writer of mysteries, fond of wearing chic hats
She types away all day and looks at the Bay
With coffee and two Siamese cats
Downright laconic on the SS Ironic
Which needs some marine repairs
She called for help to get rid of the kelp
And voila, Big Bill appears
Brash and tough was he she thought
But with charms that did disarm
The fiction writer is
In need of a brighter reality, a depth charge
So they collided avec wine as the high tides washed upon their feet
Now undivided, the Lord has provided a place and a time, a destiny
For two who lost love but found it again
On the water
It’s no mystery
Mar 2020 · 66
She Used to Be with Me
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
I know what he has
Sweeter than can be
The perfect mix of desire and emotion
Her sinuous grace
The simple pleasure
The way it oughta be
When life is on a roll
The sense of being complete
Yes, I know what he’s got
She used to be with me
Mar 2020 · 50
Life Will Go On
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
In these times of worry
When the whole world is scared
I just hunker down
Hoping for the best
I have a wife who loves me
With her I pray
Everything will be all right
We’ll have better days

Life has ups and downs
We must all keep calm
We’ll survive, I’m sure we will
Life will still go on
In the meantime
We should take the time
To give thanks for all we have
We will be all right
It won’t be that bad

We’re in this with each other
It’s called life
We’re getting it together
Notwithstanding the strife
Mar 2020 · 81
Made in the Shade
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
Pretty, demure, and lonely
Rosie did her job
Another day, another house
This one in the hills above
With its great view
Vistas to the sea
Nestled in trees
Providing privacy

She was there to show some shade
Offering all kinds of blinds
The owner, Jack, had just moved in
It was shade he sought
Now Jack, in his thirties, was a bachelor
Romance never seemed to work out
He liked what Rosie had to sell
Indeed, he asked her out

That occurred after he made her lunch
He was a master of the BLT
They devoured each other’s company
So hungrily
She stayed four hours
Came back the next day
Eventually spent the night
Moved in a month later
The blinds fit just right

Jack and Rosie don’t want for much
Not anymore
It was the best sale she ever made
Certainly, Jack’s best score
Mar 2020 · 223
Recklessly Handsome
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
Recklessly handsome
Living on a daily mix of adrenaline and caffeine
A carnation boutonnière ever-present
He’s a new dog being taught old tricks
Adroit, ready to pounce
In the field, alive

It’s complicated when you can’t discuss what you do
That’s why most date inside the Agency
As does he
Deployed in Myanmar
Under cover
Working alone
He can’t date anyone
Excited my collection of secret agent poems is going to galleys. This was written after the cut.
Mar 2020 · 45
Lovers in Wonder
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
It’s a true story
About the love that came to stay
When Tony met Sally
Let’s just say
They are lovers in wonder
At the joy that came
Each so interesting to the other
So naturally
Their kinship so endearing
Off on their own odyssey
Perfectly
Two worlds collided
Creating their own universe
Truth without shackles
Mar 2020 · 70
Gone
Neville Johnson Mar 2020
I never told her how much I loved her and now she’s gone
Worldly, loving, energetic, curious
Tall with brown eyes
Eclectic, traveled
A good listener
Loved song snippets
And palindromes
And long treks in the hills
But I lost her
I loved her
And now she’s gone
Feb 2020 · 47
She Backs Me Up
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
She backs me up
All the time
Silently
Makes sure I never miss out
Forget
Or mix up
Daily

She holds me when I’m lonely
Calms we when I’m down
Let’s me know she loves me
My life she surrounds
Feb 2020 · 72
He Gives His All
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
He wondered whether he was good enough for her
For she was the best, an ace, beyond compare
Beyond beautiful
Inside and out
She brought his best
He could not do without
With Spring in the air
And a spring to his feet
He gave her his all
For she made him complete
In a love that has lasted
These many years
Though good times and tough ones
Still this love endures
She still encourages him to do his best
He still tries as hard as he can
He will never do less
Feb 2020 · 82
Longhand
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
I used to write her name in longhand
Nearly every day
My first love
But it didn’t stay
Ooh it hurt
Long ago, yesterday

I don’t write her name anymore
I rarely think of her
In gauzy reflection
I remember the good times

I won’t recapture the feelings
Of this erstwhile lad
Just ruminate and reminisce
I’m no longer sad

Long ago and far away
I once loved that girl
But life moves on
And so have we
No longer in each other’s world
Feb 2020 · 81
The Conductor
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
“I scored,” the conductor said to himself when
The first violinist said yes when he asked her out
They made music together
A symphony
In time
Perfect harmony
She brings out the best of him
Simple as that
He brings out the best in her
Oh, it was handled discreetly
Once they entwined
She found another orchestra
In which to play
It went smoothly
They stayed together
A chorus of delight
The melody that lingers
With no coda
With love as the hook
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
She was awful cute the public defender thought
So he figured out a way to talk to her in the hall
Did so in a break
Did she like coffee and could she have some with him?
It was a date
Lisa with the flaxen hair
That precious smile
So sinewy her lithe figure
Our boy filled with desire
Doing his best to make some time
Romance at the courthouse is not as hard come by
As maybe you would think
If I told you how many judges have married their court reporters
You’d probably wink
Charlie kept at it
Assiduously
He’d pop by her courtroom with regularity
They went to dinner
Hiking in the hills
He finally kissed her
Both of them thrilled
He looked at her with longing
Which she returned in full
You can see where this is heading
They both said “I will”
They now have whippersnappers
The full panoply
They still work at that courthouse
Ever after, happily
Feb 2020 · 102
Cowboy Sunset
Neville Johnson Feb 2020
It’s a cowboy sunset
Red and blue the sky
As the horses settle down
Other critters come alive
It’s just the babe and I
Camping out in the great outside
I’ll be cooking dinner
First I’ll make the fire
We ride every weekend
It’s the way to get away
From the daily toil and agro
In the mountains high
Peaceful and honest
Human to the core
Add to that the moon
And a million stars galore
Trust me when I tell you
This will always be our home
On the trail to somewhere
Me and the babe alone
Jan 2020 · 54
In Trial
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
As the tension builds
We collect our thoughts
So much at stake
Nerves close to shot
Here comes the judge
Here is the jury
The defense is glowering
At my client and me
But it won’t faze me
Not with my fight and grit
I’m ready to do battle
It’s too late to quit
It’s the fight for truth
I give voice to justice
Here we level the playing field
It’s how I make a living
It’s real, so very real
Jan 2020 · 100
This Old Car of Mine
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
Persnickety and rickety
This old car of mine
My old friend
So many good times
Down to Baja with Lars
Still a friend, so fine
It still gets me there
Each and every time

I bet this car remembers
Running round the hills
Innocents at large we were
Growing up in the world
My friends have all dispersed
Gone are the good old days
All that remains is this old car
Still not out of phase

With its clean and classic lines
It’s soft purring tone
I keep it neat and shiny
In a sense it’s my home
This old car of mine
It’s family
When you see it coming
In it will be me
Jan 2020 · 46
This Love Is Real
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
I love her
Truly love her
Always have
And always will
In my thoughts
All the time she is
The best I know
Perfect, just so perfect
The way it always shall be
Our love is real
Which explains
Why I feel
So happy, happy me
It will be this way
For always
I know what I feel
I love her, really love her
This love is real
Jan 2020 · 74
Goodbye with a Wave
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
Another year gone by
I get weepy
For the memories we shared
Weren’t we so alive?
I reminisce about the good times
I know there are more to come
But I can’t help but miss those moments
We sure had fun
I lost some friends to the Great Sleep
They’re in my heart today
I’m still trucking along
Fortunate to say
I’ve got it good
Look forward to each day
Still, I get weepy
Time just slips away
Leaving only memories
Goodbye with a wave
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
For 30 years TS Eliot wrote Emily of his undying love
He could not dismiss her from his universe
He didn’t even try
Instead he wrote her for he had no other choice
Trying to unburden himself
Giving what they had a voice
She had turned him down initially
So he married someone else
He was never unfaithful
(Unless you count his ardor)
But he was compelled to stay in touch
To hold her close to his heart
For she was ever in his thoughts
Always in his poetry
A part of his life
And so it is, fifty years on those letters are revealed
Words of love that bear repeating
Words that live and breathe
Jan 2020 · 117
Naming Names
Neville Johnson Jan 2020
It is quite an event!
Gerry Atric is old enough to know that Joshua Tree isn’t the right guy for Marine Layer. Anyway, she is more interested in Donny Brook, who had just broken up with Dee Ported, for obvious reasons. There they are, carousing on the Sunset Strip: Perry Winkle, Penny Farthing, Miss Understanding and Poppy ****, when who walks in --- Sara N Dippity, with ***** Nilly and Sal Amander, one on each arm!
Now Sara used to be the significant other of Mort Ify, before him, Pete Moss, before him, Charlie Horse and before him, Al Luminum! Go figure. That leaves Tess Osterone who cannot though she tries, attract any of these fine fellows, so she nurses a drink with Terri Ble, and wails about her latest disappointment with Con Descending.
Trying to calm the situation is Herb Tea, but even he ends up having cross words with **** Tatorial, who finally splits with Paddy Wagon in tow and heads over to see Tia Juana, and if they have time, Nan Tucket.
Why General Jive and Warren Peace are huddled has yet to be explained. Oblivious to all of us Mac Aroon and Junior Mints, shared tasty morsels and a libation with Amber Beer.
Preppy dressed Cord Uroy hangs with the stylsh Art Ist, each trying to make a move on Joy D. Vivre, but they are stopped by Moe Mentum , who had the inside track up until Scott Free, Gus To and Juan Derful surround the crowd, each trying to make some time with her.
Consider Lilli Put conversing with Al Falfa, while Rich People and Cord Cutter trying to listen in, but are thwarted by Mari Gold who interfered with that desire as she was shouting epithets at Con Undrum, who doesn’t know what to do. Miss Issippi cruises in and with Molly Fi, who tries to calm the situation. Watching from the corner is Bob Cat, wary of Miss Creant, who is eying him, all while she is being scoped out by Val I Date.
If life is sometimes a desert, Mo Have personifies it; he has his own problems trying to get out of the way of Uri Nalysis, who is just plain trouble. Jonathan Club is his usual convivial self, making conversation with Trey Chrotomy, who keeps clearing his throat. I was amazed to see Leo **** getting dressed down by Dinah Mite, supported in her criticism by Dee Mise.
Let us turn to the artistic arrivals: Marshall Amp and Art Professor, both adding some zest to the gathering, enabled in part by the always attractive Dee Colletage. Bill O’Lading is a bore until he jumps into the drink with Jac Uzzi, accompanied by Nat Ural, as they view the valley below and drink champagne with Elle Vation. Bobbi Pin pops everyone’s balloon by getting wasted and along with Cara Van is asked to leave. But this paled in comparison to Al Abaster attacking Ana Conda for hitting on her significant other, Tom A. Hawk.
Everyone stays away from Hal Itosis except Sue Venir and Mel Lifluos who avoids discussing the obvious. Commiserating and having a bad time are Marg Inal and June Gloom, but then they’re always that way when they get together.
Moving up in the world is Val Et, with her new recruit, Ann Appolis, decked out in a matching outfit with Lily White. Terry Dactl flew in to convince Dee Nial she had a true friend in Mother Nature, but that she should get a second opinion from Al Egory, any to hear what Brandy Alexander had to say as long as she was not slurring her words.
Everybody loves Gus To, he’s so nice to everyone, even the plain Lyn Olium and the depressing Miss Ann Thrope. We aren’t sure what to make of Sal Amander, who seemed a bit slimy, especially coupled with Beau Dacious. What were they up to? Dan Ube engaged Earnest Money to find out. He reported they were going to fleece Dan Druff and Butch Haircut, who should not invest in their hair-brained scheme.
Al Abama buttered up Cy Pres, hoping for some charity, while Minnie Scule and Tara Bite made an unlikely duo. “Respect” said Jen Uflect, that’s what everyone deserves, as she curtsied at the arrival of Caesar Salad. “Ha, ha, ha,” Heidi ** merrily exclaimed, joined by the mysterious I Stanbul. All he did was complain about the political situation.
Mary Me cannot get enough of Al Falfa, though she would have done better with the always engaging Mo Zart. Too bad he is always with Tom Foolery and Cass Anova, both with questionable motives. I know for a fact that Beau Dacious has crashed this party, pretending to have an invite from Des Ire. Outside, mystified by the diverse assemblage stands Papa Razzi, camera in hand. Hal Leluha tries to talk his way in, but gets nowhere is he is not on the list, says party planner Claire Ify. Mel Ifluous, on the other hand, though not an invitee, does get past the velvet rope, which I surmise is because he is with that wealthy Main Liner, Phil Adelphia.
Back inside the party I encounter Lazy Susan having a drink with Bud Weiser.  Here’s an unusual assortment: Guy Dance, Major Minor, Hazel Nuts and Scott Free. His choice of clothing questionable, Lee Derhosen paints a pretty picture about his life to Al Fresco, who is dismissive. Maybe that is because Mo Hawk puts him down, but he gets some protection from Val Id. Dee Tatched, never a joiner, talks business with Perry Mutual, who is threatened by his nemesis, Vito Power. Jungle Jim back from his travels, has a new mate, Lazy Susan, she having moved on from Leo ****.
How Riff Raff got an invite is shocking and I hope he will depart soon with Lee Ving, Bob N Weave, and Con Descenion. Louis Ville slugs it out, batting away the negative but truculent comments of Claire Ification. Tim Buktu acts like he is in another country, causing Mort Ified to hang his head, all made worse by the mutterings of Carrie On.
Mentor Ing tries to advise Con Flagration to cool it and is helped by
Dolly Grip and Frank Lee Speaking. Stu Pendus addresses each issue raised by Bill O’ Particulars, but he cannot allay the suspicions of Artie Choke, finally saying he must be in a vegetative state if he cannot understand the implications of what he proposes. Bo Tox just stood there, trying to look good.
The last to leave is Senor Ity. Phil Harmonic and June Bug drive him home where he lives with Dana Point and Sherman Oaks.
I always do word play at the first of the year.
Dec 2019 · 119
Sway
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
I got my Mojo working  
Then it petered out
Must have been my fault
In need of the operational manual
I was flummoxed, at halt
So I asked myself
“What should Trevor do?”
So I hit default
And began to sway
To the music that was playing
Then she came my way
Together we just stood there
All we did was sway
Finally, I took her on the dance floor
We began to sway
All we did was sway
It wasn’t about the dance-steps
Just the rhythm we did feel
Comfortable with each other
So very real
Thus began our odyssey
Present, yes and still today
Oftentimes when we hear music
Together we just sway
Dec 2019 · 76
On Being Remembered
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
How will I be remembered?  
The iconic me?
Me in my twenties?
Me in my forties?
Or some kind of average me?
As if I all the people I’ve been were thrown into a blender?
Kindness, did I show it?
Respect, did I give it?
Integrity, did I have it?
Friendship, did I honor it?
How will I be remembered?
My life, what did it show?
Dec 2019 · 66
In the Arms of Love
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
I hope to die in the arms of love
With a smile on my face
As I head for the above
I hope to live a long, healthy life
Happy, so happy with my happy wife
Hope is all I’ve got
That and a little luck
I made it this far
I’ll never give up
Hoping to lie in the arms of my love
She keeps me together
It’s love that keeps us afloat
I have faith in hope
Faith in love
Life’s mystery
Dec 2019 · 95
On Stage
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
It feels so great when I’m on stage
Waving my arms, smiling, laughing
The audience goes crazy and I do too,
But then I leave the crowd and she’s still gone
Romantic love has its ups and downs
Why can’t I give her up?
I’m still in love with her
But she not with me
Everyone loves me
Performing is bliss, such a high
Singing songs of romantic love
How I warm their hearts
But it’s a disguise
For then it’s over, just like us
The joy departs
Tenderness, sweet kisses
All that is amorous
Is what I’m all about
But in real life, it’s a miss
I’m the poet of hope
All that’s good about love
But happy? Nope
Meet this sad lonely artist offstage
Walking a tightrope
Dec 2019 · 104
Friends
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
We were both lonely
Each in love with someone else
In relationships that couldn’t come together
Notwithstanding what we felt
So we spent a lot of time with each other
Friends, just friends
That’s all we’d ever be
Friends, solid friends
Each of us in misery
We hung out at parties
Tried not to frown
People thought we were with each other
Word got around
But no one knew
Just us two
And the ones we could not have
Both of us went nearly mad
Eventually my friend and her love
Found a path that worked out right
Me, I found another
We’re living a great life
And I’m still close with my dear friend
Who kept me safe and sane
Until I found my only one
And a happy end, with no blame
Dec 2019 · 172
A Better Man
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
I’m a better man for being with you
Doing my best today
Sorry about my failings
I just want to say
I need you
To love me
Forgive me
Lift me up
Help me pray
That I make this life worthwhile
Dec 2019 · 139
Old News
Neville Johnson Dec 2019
Historical events, I’m reminded everyday
I see it in the news
The news of yesterday
I’m brought back to the times
What I was doing and knew then
It’s always about romance
Did I have a special friend?

Yes I did, I remember as I review the news of yesterday
I wanted to marry her
I made the play
Only to find I was yesterday’s news
She’d gone away
Had a new lover which I didn’t discover
Our ship had sailed

The news from then brings back sad memories
Not only for the world, but especially for me
A broken heart in broken times
The former is me
I still smart when I recall what happened then
I’ve moved on but never all the way
Some of the hurt never ends
It doesn’t go away
Nov 2019 · 81
In Front of the House
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
Richard drove to Parker Street
He parked in front of the house
Where he once lived with Sandy
Back when they were in love
Two so together they glowed
It was the best of times
Until it ended
He couldn’t commit
So she left, just split
She found another, married him
Richard weeps for what he has lost
He looks at the house one last time
Then starts the car, and takes off
Nov 2019 · 148
Thanksgiving
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
I’m thankful for good health
And that of all my friends
I’m thankful to have my friends
The many I have got
I’m thankful for my wife
She means so much to me
Keeps me sane and well fed
Is great fun and with to be
I’m happy to be happy
To live in this great world
To see all that I have seen
These days, with my girl
I’m happy in my daily job
It’s interesting, I’m fulfilled
I’m thankful for the English language
Which stirs my intellect
I get to write verse at will
Sometimes I connect
I’m thankful for the weather
California’s the place to be
I’m thankful, very thankful
Lucky old me
Nov 2019 · 126
Try to Disappear
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
I’m what you call a cyber-sleuth
A modern tracker
A hunter of who want to disappear
It’s hard these days
The internet is everywhere
Plus, I have my ways
The disappears sometimes incorporate
That’s a way to go underground
Nevada, Wyoming and New Mexico are states that hide your name
Get a new phone number and credit card in the corporate name
Pay with cash
Make up a fake name
Get a private mailbox
Or remailing service
Move, maybe get a decoy house
Stop using the phone for directions
Create a virtual private network for internet use
Encrypt devices when traveling remotely
Wear disguises when you leave the house
Wear a hat, sunglasses too
Maybe you’ll elude me
Hasn’t happened yet
I’ve got tricks of my own
I keep them close to my chest
From my collection of secret agent and private eye poems soon to be published.
Nov 2019 · 1.1k
Our Breakups Never Took
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
It was a battle we both lost
All that back and forth
Up and down
And everywhere
And down to earth
We fell in love
It feels so good
It never hurts
Oh, we tried to fight it off
Our breakups never took
For we are meant for each other
We just cook
Nov 2019 · 88
The Coffee House
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
She sits in the coffee house
Hat pulled over the top of her head
Dressed classy in a Joni Mitchell way
She looks down at the table
To the gentle music overhead she does sway
I notice behind her is a suitcase
On top of it a stylish black leather bag
I realize this is how she begins each day
At 7 AM, this place becomes home
It’s respite she seeks
She’s homeless and alone
Here in Beverly Hills
Of all the places to be
Homeless, probably helpless
Trying her best to keep her dignity
I’ll go back to my office
She’ll stay on my mind
I’ll say a prayer for her
That peace she does find
Homelessness is such a huge problem in LA, California, the USA. We need to find compassionate solutions. It can happen to anyone.
Nov 2019 · 120
Attaboy
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
He went to all my Little League game
“Attaboy,” he’d shout
My biggest fan
Went on Boy Scout campouts
Played touch football and catch
With that big smile of his
He always made us laugh
Daddy was great fun
The leader of our clan
A great guy was he
The perfect man
So Daddy up in heaven
I hope you’re proud of me today
I owe my accomplishments to you
“Attaboy” you’d say
Neville Johnson Nov 2019
She sat next to him
Simple as that
A lovely lass she is
They began to chat
Age appropriate
Common interests
In nothing flat
They began to bond
Which then led to that
Evening dinner
A date thereafter
Each day of the week
Then they moved in together
After a mere few weeks
The they got married
Then they had a kid
They live happily ever after
As you so wish they did
They sit next to each other
Every time they fly
Holding hand as they discover
The very friendly skies
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