Born into a wealthy family
attended the best schools
his future shining bright
fell completely in love
with the wrong woman
she left him for another
shattered his young heart
never got over love lost
hung himself to death
at Harvard University
in his dorm room.

Bob Boyd

She was a famous actress once,
in the 1800s and 1900s,

considered one of the most
beautiful of her era.

Rich and famous men wanted
to be with her.

She received many awards for her
stellar acting skills.

Now hardly anybody knows
anything about her,

just old bones in the ground.

Bob Boyd

I used to occasionally write love poems
to no one in particular

no women i know
no women i knew
maybe a mystery woman
i would have liked to have known

maybe my heart was hungering
for that never found ideal love

whatever the reason
i stopped writing love poems
some time ago

maybe my T got too low.

Bob Boyd

After watching YouTube videos
of mountain goats
particularly the Alpine Ibex
i’m amazed at how they
can climb near vertical
mountain slopes
something few animals can do

i watch them and i fear they will fall
but they are too sure footed
and climb those slopes with ease

i’m blow away by how nature
has endowed them with that skill
and watching them scale those
mountain slopes is such a thrill

Bob Boyd

I only knew her for an evening
on a wasted weekend night
a quintessential flower child

she was high on something
i was drunk as hell

i made a date with her
for the next day
in a park not faraway

i was there that day
she was not

looking back decades later
i’ve got a feeling
it was better that way

and she may not even
be alive today.

Bob Boyd

You can kill the body
but you cannot kill the soul

when a person is murdered
I like to think that person
particularly a woman
murdered by a serial killer
or a deranged evil lover

goes to a place in the afterlife
where the way she went out
isn’t even a memory
doesn’t have any trauma
or lasting emotional scars

a place where none of
the evil things that happen
all over the world
are obliterated forever
in the peace love
and bliss of the afterlife.

Bob Boyd

She’s in the ER, 1 am
her husband has had
a heart attack

he fainted in the ER
and hurriedly they
wheeled him away

he’s on the exam
table clinically dead

she acts like she’s
worried about him

secretly she hopes
that son of a bitch
is permanently dead.

Bob Boyd

Her name was Teresa
and she wasn’t what
she seemed to be
he told her she was
not of this world
and he was more
right than he
had imagined

the first time he
kissed her
she abducted him
and took him
to her ufo
restrained and
probed him

then kissed him
goodbye and
dropped him
from the sky.

Bob Boyd

Hey, American Dipper Bird,
how is it that they say you
can fly underwater?

How is it your eyelids
are white?

Do they provide you with
protection and underwater
vision when you close
your eye lids underwater?

And why are you such an
anomaly that you are called
an aquatic song bird, unlike
the other song birds who
cannot swim underwater?

And how is if you can stand
in freezing water and dip
your beak into it to forage
for food?

Also, one last thing. I’ve
read your color is a
“drab gray.”

I feel that’s an unkind
and thoughtless
description of your color.

I see your plumage as
a magnificent
light gray color
and I hope you
have a great day.

Bob Boyd

I believe it’s plausible
that like rivers
flowing to the ocean
all beings
aninamate
and inanimate
are flowing to
the ocean of bliss
aka
eternal bliss consciousness.

Bob Boyd

Sure it’s nice to have someone,
but, alas, in this world it won’t last.
If you don’t break up, death will
eventually break you up.
One way or the other heartaches
will ensue.
In some ways it’s better to have
no one.
In some ways it’s better to be free.

Bob Boyd

In my youth
I lived a more
turbulent life

often hectic
often crazy

now I have
a more
predictable life

never hectic
never crazy

it’s a solitary life
it’s a quiet life

and the peace
is superior

to the noisy life
of my youth.

Bob Boyd

Did this universe really have a beginning,
and will it have an ending?

Or does it have many beginnings
and many endings?

Will Shiva ever dance again,
the creation and the dissolution?

Or is the universe a never knowable
forever without a beginning or an ending?

Bob Boyd