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Neville Johnson Jul 2021
It’s a good morning
Good morning to you
Good morning to life
Good morning to all
A bright day ahead
Soon I’ll surprise
My lover and let her discover
That if we try
We’ll build her a future
A beautiful sigh
For today is the day
I’ll ask for her hand
Today is the day
When she’ll understand
How much I love her
That I always will
Today is the day
Today is a thrill

She’s awakening now
Those big bright eyes
Greet me with a smile
It’s a natural high
Hanging together
Hanging forever
Hanging today
For the rest of our lives
Neville Johnson May 2019
I like a good party, love those where everyone is in the business, mostly ​retirees now in "private security." Yeah right.
There is always a lot to discuss, hopefully, without rancor or discord as ​everyone gets lit, and there are tales of tails in Lagos, Istanbul and ​Bratislava.
Meet lovely Katia from Yugoslavia which doesn’t exist anymore
Just like our love affair when we worked on opposite sides but shared the ​same bed.
If it hadn’t been for Tito, she’d probably still be titillating me
I feel a chill, when I turn to see who enters the room,
The swarthy entrant likewise stiffens as we both reach for the weapon ​we aren’t carrying.
It’s Elmer, at least that's how I knew him, the gun-running second in ​command under Noriega, whom I had orders to **** and he had orders ​to do the same and we both tried our best to do so in those dark days ​before the pock-marked General got blasted out with help from ​Hendrix and The Doors --- but that's another story
"Hi Elmer," I grimace a hello.
He responds, "Buenos noches, Jose," and sits down next to me!
It’s been ten years since he'd last tried to ****** me at that shoot-out in ​the warehouse where he had to abandon the coke, $100 Million ​worth.
Thank God, it isn't like old times, or I would be dead.
Sitting there I have never felt more alive, adrenalin on high
Thank God, I don’t want to slay him anymore
Try making small talk with an ex-nemesis like him
You don't ask about the kids, where he lives, and where he stashed his ​loot.
We nod politely and discuss the mundane
He tells me he never like assassinations, and always thought I was a good ​guy, that I was lucky he wasn't much of a shot.
Jeez, this is a weird business
It was time for further socializing so we both move on
I keep my back to the wall for the rest of the party
And Katia by my side
Say, darling, what do you say we split this joint for a secret, special ​rendezvous?
Neville Johnson Feb 2019
A sleuth for the truth
Your basic PI
Dogged, intrepid
A domestic spy
Cheating spouses
A daily routine
I find the missing
Track where they’ve been
Unobtrusive I am
Silent and stealthy
I get people in trouble
Out of a jam
Sometimes there’s bad news to deliver
To the one who hired me
Necessitating a new start
What I can’t do is fix a broken heart
Don’t get me wrong
I love what I do
Solving life’s puzzles
The old gumshoe
People are sneaky
With me they get caught
I’ve thought about it a lot
I’d make a good cop
Neville Johnson Jul 2017
I'm lazing with my baby
Rolling down life's road
She let's me do my thing
There's no overload
I'm allowed to snooze
Kick back and seize the day
With cool reads by Elmore Leonard
I get to say "Aw shucks"
Hang by the pool
Watch some good TV
There's a lotta yucks
Hanging out and hanging on
It's a cool, cool breeze
Self-contained on our yacht
In the pod for we two peas

If you ask me what I'm doing
I'd say nothing much
Don't need shiny shoes
I can wear the scuffs
I'm without inhibition
Inhabiting my world
That means kisses from my baby doll
Best sangria be assured

So catch some rays and tap your feet
Jack Johnson sings away
All about the life we lead
Beach music all the way
Neville Johnson Nov 2018
Everyone is so nice
Everywhere
So you wonder why there is strife
It’s not fair
We the people don’t want it
Anymore
Anywhere

Peace
We want peace
From now on
Each of us
All of us
Everyone
We want just to live
Enjoy the air we breathe
It’s the same old sun for all of us
In love we believe

So everybody
Everywhere
Time for us to truly share
Neville Johnson May 2019
Hard work and grumpy compromise
That’s how romance works
But it’s silk and velvet most of the time
Though you can’t avoid
The trials and tribulations
That get in the way
It’s the good times we cherish
On our unending trail

I spent years without her
So I appreciate each day she is with me
A treasure I must say
We don’t have ups and downs
Maybe little bumps
Everyone has some
No problem for a love that’s tough

It’s easy does it most of the time
It’s good despite our quarrels
I don’t mind
Sometimes even she is right
I’ll eat some crow and it will be fine
It’s all good
Neville Johnson Nov 2018
Harvest time is here again
Dawn to dusk
Then back again
Loading the tractor
Filling the barn
All I’ve ever known
Living the farm
Critters abound
We see life as a whole
A concentric circle
A place of our own
A simple life
But good
It ain’t easy
So we work hard
The wife and me
Will the kids take it over?
That’s wait and see
For the time being
There’s so much to do
Gotta get going
So it’s later for you
With hearts in her eyes
With love in her heart
She thinks to herself
It’s a good way to start
She has just met someone
She thinks she knows
He could be the one
She’ll see how it goes
It happened by chance
First, a brief glance
Then a bit of small talk
Which led to a walk in the park
Followed by coffee
The day was spent with each other
With little time to recover
As this is the very next day
It’s true, you know when you know
And she clearly does
Yep, Jim is the one
Her special someone
Such a good one
That’s why she has hearts in her eyes
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
Hello poetry
Are you there for me today?
I need a friend, but only words will do I’m afraid
It helps if they rhyme
But I’ll take what I can get
Give me some solace
I need to forget
Take me to a new place
Where there’s hope and joy
Hello poetry, how have you been?
I hope you’re not annoyed
It’s your job to comfort
Take me in
Tell me everything will be all right
Please begin
Neville Johnson Jun 2018
I’m a little person
Not even five
What is going on?
Where’s my Mom?
Why am I in this cage
Like some dog?
Everyone is crying
This is a mistake
I’m being punished
What is my wrong?
Who will help me?
How long must I lie here
With nothing to do?
Who will help me tie my shoes?
And where is my sister?
She’s only three
I’m scared and I’m lonely
Mister, help me
You’re not allowed to pick me up
What’s that about?
Don’t you see
We’re all in this together
In the land of the free
And the home of the brave
Brave, I try to be
After the criminals in Guatemala murdered my father
That’s my family
Somebody help my sister and me
I need my mother
My mother needs me
It only makes me sad
Loves I have lost
Their echoes return
And linger with frequency
When I have down time
It really is downtime
What good is it to reminisce?
I used to be the moonlight king
Kissing was a specialty of mine
Those days are gone
Am I at the end of the line?
Consider the embers of sorrow
Ever there, reminding me
Chasing me even
I can’t reason with them
They just taunt me
Ergo I weep alone
Jagged, frustrated weeping
For there is no going back
The past collides with my psyche
As I attempt, wearily, self-help
There has got to be a way out of here
Neville Johnson Apr 2017
Here comes the weekend
I’m the lucky one
Off with my baby, talking fun
Bathing in her beauty and in the sun
Walking on the sand
All without a care
Of course, you understand
What it’s like to be in love
To know that it is true
Here comes the weekend
And the skies are blue

There is no other
Nor could there ever be
Just take one look at her
You know what I mean
More than picture perfect
So delicious a treat
Yeah, and that’s not all
She’s more than very sweet

All in all we’re perfect mates
On the good ship Happy Heart
Aye aye we sail away on mighty clouds of joy
Here comes the weekend
Which we will certainly enjoy
Neville Johnson Nov 2020
Notwithstanding
Despite it all
Amazing, isn’t it?
How love thrives, survives
Against walls of repression
As in dictatorships
Yes, people fall in love in North Korea
They go on to have kids
They smile beneath their public masks
At home they play
And sometimes sing
In their nuclear family
The state be ******
For love has invaded the world
It’s not going away
In case you haven’t heard the news
Love is here to stay
Neville Johnson Apr 2022
He should be me
He’s got your tomorrows
I’ve got our yesterdays
He’s got the good times
I’ve got memories
They don’t do me any good
This ain’t the way to be
He’s got your heart
He should be me

So I’m hurt, sad, and lonely
That’s no way to be
I look back in sorrow at who used to be me
When the sun shined on us
When life was a breeze
I had you
You still have me
He’s got you
He should be me
Neville Johnson Jul 2022
He stood in front of the apartment
Staring at her floor above
He wanted to see her so badly
So much was he in love
Tantalized, he fantasized
What their life would be
It was as close as he would ever get
In the land of make-believe

That was many years ago
Yes, he has moved on
But some days he still passes by that place
As early as dawn
And he remembers, and softly says to himself
“How happy were those days,
When we took the chance on our brave romance,”
Then he sighs and goes on his way

Lost love, sad love
Better than none at all
He still loves her so very much
He gave his all

He will always feel this way
One of these days he hopes to see her again
Still his one which makes him so lonely
God bless her, Amen
Him
Neville Johnson Jul 2023
Him
When he entered the room
Her heart did quicken
So self-confidant she thought
His look so pleasing
There was an aura  of nonchalance
She surmised
She couldn’t help but stare

He’s the perfect stranger she thought
The kind you don’t find everywhere
So she intentionally bumped into him
He took it from there

One thing led to another
It’s still going on
Neville Johnson Oct 2017
He will never get over losing her
Why should he?
She was the best that ever happened to him
He was free back then
The world on a string
With hope and clarity
But it all came crashing down
Take a look
No more fancy-free
He remembers the passion
Her knowing looks
The bonhomie
He's not the same old guy
He lost a piece of his heart
She's not coming back
It's misery

Here is the photo he took of her
It's a study to delight
That winsome smile
The sparkling eyes
Taken when things were right
He's frozen for a moment
Reveling in that time
But memories only go so far
Love can be unkind

He won't get over her
His love will never die
The best is in the past
Hear his lonesome cry
Neville Johnson Jan 2021
Making do with memories
The love of her and him
Close to perfect
The summer wind
Has come and gone
Leaving the remains of love
And many can’t explains

They were picture perfect
A luscious melody
A song that he still sings
Without her harmony

There stands the garden
The place of their last kiss
He stands there for a moment
As his eyes do mist
Neville Johnson Mar 2018
True story
Life 101
Mom and Dad are near the end
God bless themselves
For their love of 65 years
Married bliss
For real
Forever
One long passionate kiss
But they are failing
Together they must be
Look, they’re in their nineties
Still, you can grieve
But you have to smile at what happened today
They wanted to be together
So the two hospitals arranged
For them to share a room
Here’s a picture of them holding hands
Together, two lovers
Together at the end
It’s a beautiful ending
Of two lives well led
Neville Johnson Jul 2019
You think she’s never gonna show up
That’s your single thought
As you venture out to parties
Go on dates a lot
The years are pushing you
Resignation reigns
Going uphill on a skateboard
Is no fun in the rain

Then one day you find her
She makes you crazy
You can’t sleep
Desire keeps you waiting by the phone
You get weak in the knees

That is when you hold on
For dear life
Hold on
For dear love
Buy a ring
And hold on
Hold on for the fun
Neville Johnson Sep 2019
My gig is in hotspots
That’s what I do
I’m a journalist
I report the truth
But maintaining relationships is oh so difficult
Especially when there are landmines, IED’S
Bullets, missiles, kidnapping and assassinations
You gotta wonder, why me?
What’s with the danger?
There’s no good grief
But I’ve got editors and readers who want the truth
So here I am in Hong Kong, or Myanmar, spending my youth
I could have a girl back home
Instead I got an interpreter I love
Who wants to come to America — and deserves to as he protects me
But I love it, it sure beats the city desk
Every day is an adventure
Or a nightmare
Getting a haircut is tough
The food often *****
No end in sight for this life
Unless the world disappears
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
Neville Johnson Feb 2023
Welcome to the house of blues
I’m the maître d’
Have a seat anywhere
Some people never leave
Most don’t eat
They just drink and stare
Order up a double
Swirl the ice around
They are troubled
Very down
But so aware

Maybe jazz will soothe
A standard the pianist plays
The clientele get lost in thought
In dreams of yesterday
After all, it’s the house of blues
Where they come to stay

Welcome, have a seat
It’s like this every day
Neville Johnson Jan 2023
This is a house of love
I love so
First, because she is in it
Second, me too
It’s easy living
Sunshine coming through
Delicacies to savor
Who knew life could be so kind?
Two fireplaces
My, my, my
In her loving arms
No need to go anywhere
We’ve got it made
In this love we share
Neville Johnson Jul 2019
HOW TO WRITE A LOVE POEM

You can do it, anyone can write a love poem. First, decide you want to do it, then get something to write on, pencil or computer, and begin. Do it anytime, anywhere, whenever you have a few minutes to contemplate. View the ability to do so as a treat, for it will be fun to navigate emotion via words, akin perhaps to working a crossword puzzle as you fish for just that word or turn of phrase that gives meaning. It is challenging and exciting to find that rhyme that works.  It helps to have a strong vocabulary, but just knowing the language is all you really need. Some of the greatest poems ever created are utterly simple in the language used.
Metaphors and similes are always welcome additions to poems and utilize onomatopoeia, alliteration and assonance whenever possible. Using these tools delights the eyes and ears.
Put your mind at ease and enjoy and appreciate having the time and ability to create and think about life’s most precious gift. Start with a phrase or thought that has come to mind upon which you’d like to expand. (I have a collection of these I call upon when I’m looking for inspiration.) Focus on the what, why and how of love and its meaning to you. You can write about your feelings for someone you know or with whom you are in a relationship. Or, perhaps, you will be writing in a fictional context drawing from your own experience or from hopes and dreams. Is there someone you miss, or to whom you wish to be closer?  It helps to have someone to think about, but it’s not necessary.
There is no formula for a love poem, it can be free verse, a sonnet, or one of a myriad of rhyme schemes. When I write, I just start writing and words and rhymes just flow. It’s somewhat like riding a bicycle. It’s not that hard to learn, you can go faster and faster in any direction you want. The more you write, the easier it becomes stylistically,  
There are many kinds of romantic love:  those of longing for or missing someone special, and the contented, satisfying type when it’s really going well, among other variations. You’ll never be at a loss for inspiration. I get ideas from the newspaper, comments in conversation, and much of the time, out of thin air. So many times I’ll write a first line, not knowing where the poem will go, and lines come, one after the another, as if on a scavenger hunt. Then, voila, I have a perfectly formed little verse that is just right, at least to my eyes.
Writing has a salutary, therapeutic effect. Grappling with words and emotions in the context of love is invigorating contemplation which can assist in resolving thorny, important issues facing the poet. The problem may not be solved, but perhaps it may be defined. This is your opportunity to get back at a someone who hurt you in a failed romance. You’ll feel better after doing so and no one will ever have to know you really feel or how you were so hurt. When you do share your poems with others and loved ones, you’ll be gratified at the reaction and the recipient will be thrilled to have been the object of such affection.
Write for yourself, satisfy yourself first.  Poems are personal and can remain private forever, so don’t worry about being embarrassed about what you write. Get it down.  You don’t have to show it to anybody. However, once created, maybe you will want to. Love is about sharing, devotion, friendship. Writing poetry has gotten me through much sadness, given me goals, and been endlessly pleasing to my psyche over the years.
Be spare in your writing, don’t use any unnecessary words. There is elegance in simplicity.  It is in the editing that the poem truly comes alive. Doing a good polish is to eat the icing on the cake.
Once you start writing poetry, you will never stop. It’s addicting and just a great way to use time wisely. You will amaze yourself with what comes out of your mind and heart. It’s a process, writing, and will exercise your mind and bring much pleasure.  
Start today.
Some of you may find this helpful.
Neville Johnson Aug 2017
She had hugalong capacity
We'd just go on and on
Two lovers entwined
Enmeshed, just gone
Eternal kisses
Dusk to dawn
Lovers like no others
We became one

The pleasure was ours
So refined
I'm pleased to say this is still my everyday
I took her to be my wife
We're doing just fine, better than all right
Yeah, we got a life
Neville Johnson Mar 2022
Hungry in the lonely city
That's me on the street
Minding my own business
Incomplete
Motor running, no place to go
Collar upturned
Cold wind on the blow
I'm easygoing
I'm very sincere
I just gotta find my somewhere
I don't think it's here

The friends I once had have all gone away
To jobs, to the army, to other arms
They've got kids on the way
This is the middle of nowhere
I've got the sense that I'll be much happier
If I head way out west

I got this cool car, an SUV
It'll sleep me just fine
No more wait and see
I'll chuck this job at my Dad's laundry
Head for the coast, Huntington Beach
I got a friend there, Billy Joe White
He says it's a cool scene
More than all right

Hungry in the lonely city
Yeah, that's me tonight
But tomorrow I'll be heading out
In the dawn's early light
Neville Johnson Sep 2019
Feisty as a hurricane is she
Kind and fair and soft
Who changed me for the better
Improving me by far
I want to please her
Every day in every way
And she loves me
What more need I say?

It’s everything about her
Her touch, her lips, her smell
Her class, her energy
We get on so well
She believes in me
As I believe in her
Neville Johnson Aug 2023
Ice cream memories
Sunday afternoons
Bicycles and swimming pools
No work or school
Friends and neighbors
Just having fun
Those were the days
We sure were cool

That tomboy Diane
Sure could hit the ball
Our club was named The Eagles
We had it all

We had our own tee shirts
With baby blue design
Diane sowed the insignias
Looking mighty fine

We were the best
Then Diane discovered boys
You can guess the rest
Goodbye to those joys

When I have a bite of gelato now
I think of yesterday
Diane is my first love
And though she’s gone away
Her sweetness is
An ice cream memory
Of those happy days

Here’s to Diane
Wherever she may be
My dear playmate
And what used to be

Long live The Eagles
Lucky, lucky me
Neville Johnson Sep 2017
If it was up to me, I'd forget you
I need to let you go
After that painstaking hello in the bookstore
After our awkward stares
My first real love
My first real heartbreak
I thought I couldn't live without you
Turns out I couldn't live with you
Perfectly flawed, you are
But I can't say that to you
Because we don't talk anymore
One-sided love is never enough
Certainly not for us
I have a folder of your love letters
I can't bear to throw them away
We once kissed underwater
I'll always remember that
I don't resent or regret our relationship
I learned a lot
We loved a lot
Being together is almost always
Better than being alone
I'm home alone with you
If it was up to me, I'd forget you
Neville Johnson Oct 2018
I could not help the thought
As I dawdled for a minute
Considering what we have lost
I know we could have made it
Had we gone around that bend
Sometimes I can’t help wonder where we’d be
If only now was then

If only now was then
If only there was time
To go back to yesterday
When I was yours
And you were mine

At least we had our love
At least we really tried
To take our magic to the end
I’ve carried it inside
From all the way back when
Sometimes I can’t help wonder where we’d be
If only now was then

If only now was then
If only there was time
To go back to yesterday
When I was yours
And you were mine

If only, if only, if only, if only
Today was yesterday
This is a new song I've written
Neville Johnson Jan 2022
“I’m out of their league they think
Too shy to make a move”
That’s what Missy the singing star says
She’s in a mood
Worldwide acclaim she has
But she’s so alone
How do you meet someone?
Especially on the road?
With security everywhere?

Missy is all by herself
Cursing what’s acute
Her need for love
Love with someone cute

So she writes songs about longing
About being alone
About her need for another
She wants to get goin’
Find someone to care for
Who will love her as much
Yes, and be there for
Times of triumph or sorrow
The good and the bad
It’s sharing she wants
What others have
As much
Neville Johnson Jan 2022
I was a fool
Poor little me
I fell for her
She felled me
I gave
I lost
My heart
The cost
I gave all
All was lost
So I stand alone on this lonely shore
The perfect place for what’s in store
Tears to account for this misery
She will never be mine
So it must be
Neville Johnson Sep 2023
I go where she goes
That's where I need to be
By her side all the time
Yeah, that's me
Why? Because I love her
She's better than the best
We have fun, we always do
So lest you be concerned
We're on fire all the time
It's burn baby burn

I go where she goes
It's just her and me
Traveling though the stratosphere
Yes and easily
Two wanderers
Adventurers
Lost in ecstasy

I go where she goes
For sure and always
Incandescent is our love
So beautiful these days
Neville Johnson May 2017
Beautiful, fierce, sassy, goofy, cool, and sweet
Breezy toughness, that's my girl complete
She captured me, I just live in her world
My antidote, it's a whirl
Keeping up with her until we curl up
Her head on my shoulder when the day is done
"What a day we've had," we usually say
"Yes, my dear, now wasn't it fun?"
I'm along for the ride, right by her side
Through snow, turmoil and choppy seas
We can be subtle where there is trouble
We know where to stand when the cold wind blows
She my island of sanity when I need to go deep
When fear tries to get in my way
My inamorata, you know she's gotta
Protect me in every way
My best friend and pal
A true double wow
Indescribably neat
I looked back in anger
I look back in sorrow
I looked back
I can’t stop myself
I’m always looking back
I miss the good times
I hate the bad times
They only bring me
What have I learned?
Where is the tomboy I loved is a child?
Where is my high school romance?
Whatever happened to Betsy?

That was at university
I didn’t know what I was doing then
Not sure I still do
But Betsy, Betsy was cool
Sometimes I check her out on the Internet
But I can’t call her
I’d just be a fool
Neville Johnson Feb 2019
Cowboys, they don’t say a lot  
But when they do they mean it
Me, I’m a cowboy, taciturn but not mean
Leaning back in my saddle
Living the dream
I never complain
Just do my job
Work on the plains
Cross rivers and streams
Content with joys it brings
Sunsets over the valleys
The natural hot springs
My co-wrangling partners
The songs that we sing
Campfires to chat, to maybe reminisce
About legendary trail rides
Maybe the wife’s last kiss
Sun or moon, we’re living like stars
Drunk on life
No time for bars
In the wide open
It sure feels like home
Just rolling along
Looking forward to home
Neville Johnson Oct 2016
I suppose in ancient kingdoms there were broken hearts
I wonder what they did back then when two hearts broke apart
How did they survive? What did they do?
I bet it's been the same through time
For more than just a few

The only solution to a broken heart
Is to to start over again
Find another
That's what they must have done back then
From the rulers to the paupers
Who tried to win at love
But were blocked along the way
They must have just carried on
What to themselves did they say?
"Gee, this is pretty tough?"
Or did they pick themselves up,
Brush off the dust, buck up?
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
Neville Johnson May 2019
Oh, she was beautiful
With a personality to match
Smart as one could want
Incredible, this lass
I made a Hail Mary pass
Hoping she would catch
So she did
We were a match
And yes we still are
We’re going strong
After that weekend at my parent’s vacation house
We bought the farm
We both knew it was a slam dunk
(Yes, I’m mixing metaphors)
Yes we tied the knot to make it sure
I flirted first with cookies
She got my drift
I wasn’t in it for sport
I knew she was it
Neville Johnson Dec 2023
It’s a crazy gamble
But you should teach me to love
A diligent student I shall be
Give me a chance, you’ll see

I’m easy to teach
Bound to please
Reliable, relatable
It’s undeniable that we should be
Engaged in a common goal
Of unity
Take a chance
Take a chance on me
Let us live in love
Completely
Forever
Effortlessly
Neville Johnson Aug 2016
In our quiet place together we have shared our love
This is the perfect idyll, enough of
All we need and want, filled with warm memories
Have some hot chocolate, dear, it's a bit of a breeze
Hold me, hold me, hold me boldly
The way you always do
Hold me forever, it's just me and you
Together, so we have been and so we will be
The future is ours and merrily we shall venture
Into the great unknown of time
With the thought that you are forever mine
As you have locked into me
As now, as it will always be
In our quiet place together
Where we share this love
As you have locked into me
As now, as it will always be
In our quiet place together
Where we share this love
Neville Johnson Mar 2019
Why do spies turn?
Hanssen, Pitts, Ames
Those are the ones we know about
Those we catch
But how many elude us?
We’ll never find out
Trained to be wary they cover their tracks
As we search for turncoats
It’s painstaking, sometimes depressing work
It’s usually money, unjustified anger at “the system”
Vacation homes, luxury travel and Ferraris provide a measure of pleasure
‘Til they are found out and get life sentences
My colleague, a psychiatrist who has met with these traitors in a
therapeutic setting says they compartmentalize
They think they are very smart (and often are)
And they’re remorseful and ashamed
Every intelligence agency in every country has these problems
Loyalty to country is the norm
But there are always bad apples
There is the suggestion that the agencies
Afford an amnesty to the those corrupted
Isn’t it better to bring them back in than suffer the loss of, say, an aircraft
carrier with 5000 sailors on it than having a traitor not serve a lot of jail time?
From my secret agent collection of poems.
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
Neville Johnson Mar 2022
The cold distance between the couple as they drive over the bridge
Is evident
Their relationship crumbling
A closet full of skeletons
A house of pain
Which is why they stopped trying
There are kids involved
Property to divide
Trust is gone
He lied
About the secretary and the affair
How he spent the money
There is no love to spare
Intimacy has departed
They ride in silence
It’s gone wrong
So very wrong
Neville Johnson Apr 2019
In the halls of justice
Sometimes it gets done
Amidst the heartaches and the angst
Justice is hard won
Obtaining justice
A hard one
Parties fuming
Judges ruling
Lawyers arguing
Clerks filing
Stenographers typing
All for justice
Because people disagree
Corporations run amok
People hurt
So many accidents
In the middle of it, me
Neville Johnson Aug 2020
I’m swimming in a sea of sorrow
This journey better end
I’m wrapped like a mummy
This emotion is no friend

It did not work with me and her
So I’ve gone away
Not sure where I’m traveling to
Still, I’m on my way

Was it fate or circumstance or both?
I’ll never know
She will not leave my thoughts
I can’t give her the heave-**

Still, I wouldn’t trade our love
Now so distant and far
I was happy as I’ve ever been
We shone bright as a star

I will live to smile again
And with someone new
But I’ll never forget my dear friend
I’ll change the color of my life from blue
Neville Johnson Sep 2020
I adore you in that blue bandana
You wear it so proud
My filly, so silly
Really, you brought me home
Taught me the meaning of life
Which of course is love

Now we’re in the shank of it all
Able to shed
All the heartache that got us to this nirvana
I don’t ever want to be bored
Impossible with you

Look at the crescent moon tonight
We own this sky
We own this night
As I belong to you
As you belong to me

The tear that runs down my cheek this moment
Is one of delight
It’s because of you
Neville Johnson May 2019
He’s just not that into you
I am
Let me in
Let me pick up where you left off
He’s history
I’m the future
And I’m so into you
So what do you say?
Make this a happy day
I’m lost in your reverie
Waiting patiently
So that you will see
We fit together perfectly

Yes I’m into you
Yes I do want you
Yes, yes, yes
So you must know, know, know
You can’t say no, no, no
I’m so into you

Forget that dude
There’s someone new
That’s me in all regards
Happy to be endlessly
In your thrall and charms

I’m into you
I’m into you
I’m so into you
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