Month: February 2025

The Miraculous Feat of a Stink Bug

I don’t think a stink bug has ever walked on water,
but he’s come damn near close by walking up walls.
He walks up a wall with ease, as if he has adhesive feet.
Astonished, I marvel at his miraculous performance.
I wonder if he could also change water into wine,
though to be honest, I’d prefer the watery miracle
to be water changed into dark roasted instant coffee.
I wonder if that stink bug that really doesn’t stink
could raise me from the dead when I expire.
I guess I’ll just have to just wait and see.

Bob Boyd

She always had to be
in the center of the spotlight.

Her instagram page was
full of photos of herself,
her Facebook page too.

Some unkindly referred
to women like her as
attention whores.

She was otherwise nice,
but I never understood
her obsessive need
to always display herself
all over social media..

And I wonder what will
happen to her when
time erases her beauty
and attention to her
ubiquitous photos will wane.

Bob Boyd

The lady across the way
from my second story apartment
still has her Harris for President
sign up,

as if she is holding on to what
for her is a presidential paradise lost,

as if she delusionally is holding
out hope that like Jesus
coming back from the dead

Kamala will rise again from
the ruins of a dead and
poorly run campaign.

Bob Boyd

she loved the high and monied life
she caught the biggest rich fish
and lived high on their wealth
like a bloodsucking parasite

in moments of sober reflection
she felt the emptiness in her life
but eased it by going shopping
and spending thousands on
designer dresses and purses

and seeing her purpose as
a service with her extravagant
shopping helping many people
staying profitably employed

bob boyd

I wondered how sleazeballs could become politicians
yet I saw them doing performance art in congress
over and over and over and over and over and over
voted in and voted in and voted in and voted in
I couldn’t understand how anyone could support them
how anyone could be so politically stuped and
unable to see through the obvious dumb deceptions
then I saw how the mainstream media was complicit
in providing cover and false narratives about them
and how many low information voters got duped
over and over and over and over and over and over

Bob Boyd

he’d skied all his life
some said like a pro
he liked the feel of
skis under his feet
the wind in his face
the crunching sound
of the crusty snow
the freedom of it all
the getaway time
from the hassles of
his hard driven life
drunk on the slopes
he skied erratically
lost control of skis
into a deadly tree
his skiing days
his forty years of
life gone forever

Bob Boyd

He won the lottery.
Never had a dime
then suddenly
got rich with millions.

Had so much money
he didn’t know what
to do with it all.

Blew it on gold digging
women, expensive
clothes, fancy cars,
exorbitant homes.

Went bankrupt a few
years later from in
his words, “Spending
my money like a Boss!”

Bob Boyd

I wonder where Ruth is now,
a sweet woman I once loved
and was married to for 7 years

until my introvert nature and
her extrovert nature became
at odds with our love.

She began spending more
time with friends than with
homebody me.

Decades after we divorced,
Ruth died in her early 50s,
of what I don’t know.

I read of her death in an
obituary online and felt
so sorry for her.

Despite our marriage and
our love not working out,
I would have liked her to
have a long and happy life.

And I wonder where Ruth
is now.

Bob Boyd

The flowers keep coming back
every Spring.

Is this a form of reincarnation?
Do flowers keep incarnating
life after life?

If so, is it the same for you
and me? Some people claim
they’ve lived past lives.

Some seem like they could
be creditable, but hard
to say if they are.

Most have no idea if they’ve
been here before or where
they were, if anywhere,
before they were born.

As for me, I’m hoping
reincarnation isn’t real.
Imagine coming back on
the cusp of a
full blown nuclear holocaust.

Bob Boyd

If you’re a fly reading this, that’s nothing to brag about.
Have you not heard of wooing a lady?
Have you not heard of foreplay?
Whatever happened to flowers and chocolates
and the requisite I love yous?
What about her needs instead of just yours?
Quick on the draw is okay for gun fights or duels
but not for the gentle art of lovemaking.
And based on your speed screwing,
you probably hop off and leave her there
and fly away once you got yours
without some afterglow caresses and kisses.
So man up and consider her pleasure too.
Slow down and please her better;
It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.

Bob Boyd

I see a fly going about his business
ignoring me

until I try to swat him and he
escapes me

I wonder if other then when I
attack him

if he has any kind of awareness
of me

I wonder if his lifespan of 50 days is like
my 79

I just read to my surprise that a fly has
a brain

Now I wonder if a fly is smarter than humans who do
stupid things

Bob Boyd

I decided I didn’t want her complications,
Despite that we had so much in common.
Despite that she was so damn good in bed.
But what the hell is a lot in common
and good in bed lovemaking skills
when she made me miserably unhappy?
Better being without her complications
that caused me so much damn drama.
Better living a peaceful uncomplicated life.

Bob Boyd

He loved the women of the night.
He felt the transactions were fair.
He got what he wanted.
They got well compensated.
He said he didn’t want the drama
and the potential disappointments,
and the always possible heartaches
in normal relationships with women.
In a way, he might have had a point.
But if he had taken the risk and
invested in a normal relationship,
he might have found a loving wife
instead of unromantic couplings
minus caring and enduring love.

Bob Boyd

He told me you have to choose a woman
like you’d choose a profitable stock.
Forget about true love
that won’t help with the bottom line
of living large and flush with cash.
Inwardly I scoffed at his avarice
and chose a sweet woman and true love.
He chose a woman with an inheritance
As if there were no justice in this world,
his marriage lasted all his greedy life.
Mine fizzled out in less than a year.

Bob Boyd

She looked so uniquely nice
in her elaborate clothes
her unique fashion sense
but nothing on earth
could ever compare
to how beautiful she looked
in her natural au natural

Bob Boyd