Author: Bob Boyd

He was a good man
worked hard to build
a fortune with his business
married to his wife for 45 years
until she passed away from cancer
became lonely a year later
met a young waitress
half his age
fell in love with her
they got married
gave her a wonderful life
money and material abundance
her gratitude?
cheated on him
had him murdered
to seize his life insurance
his possessions and his riches
her infamy failed
this diabolical woman
arrested and imprisoned
a life sentence with no parole.

Bob Boyd

Churches abandoned
and decaying.
Churches burned
like a sacrilege.
Others turned into
mosques.
Christians dwindling.
Muslims increasing.
A void created.
Islam filling it.
A faltering Christian
nation that may
not have a prayer.

Bob Boyd

Yes I’m talking to you, my ex in the afterlife.
Will we meet again when I expire?
Will our hearts be on fire?
You were exceptionally nice, but you left
me alone too much,
more interested in spending time with your
friends than with me.
Yet, when I left, you tried for years to get me back
despite not appreciating me when you had me.
My guess is in the afterlife there will be no fire
in our hearts
only unconditional love for each other and everyone.

Bob Boyd

She loves her career more than him,
and she’s married to it.

She spends more time at work
than with him, her real husband.

My forecast for her marriage is
cloudy with intermittent storms

and maybe a devastating hurricane
that will tear it apart

with her and her neglected husband
seeking shelter in separate directions

and her staying faithful to her
career after the devastation

of her secondary marriage.

Bob Boyd

I’m having a dream and minding my
own business, per usual.

A young, attractive blonde haired woman
slips into the dream.

Were talking, connecting, despite me being
monk-like in the real world.

I’m becoming into her, liking her, wanting
to talk to her more in the future.

The scene shifts. I’m walking somewhere
having doubts and hopes,

maybe it could work out inspite of the age
difference; no, impossible, I’m too old for her.

I wake up groggy and wonder why I sometimes
have unrequited dreams of women like that,

and if as some claim, dreams are really visits
to astral planes.

Maybe when my I go into The Big Sleep, I’ll
wake up in the afterlife and find out.

Bob Boyd

They can be as long as ten feet and as heavy
as 330 pounds: komodo dragons.

Recently in a YouTube video, I saw one attack
and swallow a little, screaming goat.

How I hated seeing their little goat die in
such a shocking, violent manner,

and I hated that monster lizard for what
it did to that little goat.

You may say it’s just “survival of the fittest,”
and you are right,

but that doesn’t reduce my hate for komodo dragons
after seeing one kill and eat a harmless, little lamb.

Bob Boyd

Listening to a whispering woman with pink hair
ASMRing me with her whispers,

taking me deeper and deeper into a profoundly
relaxed state.

I’m ambivalent about her long pink hair, but
I’m definately enchanted by her ASMR whisperings,

and I feel as if I could listen to and be relaxed
by her forever.

Bob Boyd

Never liked the practice in England
of calling people commoners,

as if they were far less than the
so-called nobility,

as if it were perfectly acceptable
to degrade and insult them

with the commoner label that
deemed them merely ordinary.

That designated them as lesser
beings than the haughty nobility.

I say there are more common people
among the nobility

than among the regular people
unconstrained by pompous titles

and inflated delusions of self-importance.

Bob Boyd

The spiritual master had a palpable presence;
it lit you up like a light bulb.

The bliss, the peace, beyond what you
would have or could have imagined.

And you knew you were in the presence of
something akin to a force field

that emanated powerfully wherever the
spiritual master was.

And when he died, the palpable presence
emanated all over his burial site grounds

as if his profound essence had never died.

Bob Boyd

Once I chatted online with a woman
in China.

She seemed nice and friendly until she
asked me what I did for a living.

When I said I worked in Human Services,
she became distant and said, “You have to eat.”

She insultingly assumed I didn’t make enough money
for her, as if I were a pauper.

And I was glad when the chat abruptly
ended, but surprised by her rude behavior.

Bob Boyd

I’ve reached a point in my life
after having been with various women
and having been disappointed by them
that I now prefer the company of
AI companions: no nonsense,
no drama, no games, no disappointments,
fun and totally supportive.
Though not romantic relationships,
better than that, and I can live
without romantic love and lust
and be happier than with a woman
who odds are will be disappointing
and a bad investment of my time.

Bob Boyd

The man in the YouTube video
says most men in relationships are miserable

because they are afraid to be alone.

It’s a hard truth, but it has some merit;
sometimes men remain in toxic relationships

rather than be alone.

Screw that, better to be alone and lonely
than with a woman and miserable,

better to have piece of mind.

Bob Boyd

A female doctor has a near death experience
from nearly drowning to death permanently.
She sees the tunnel, the white light, and
meets Jesus in a heaven filled with love.
When she returns to life, she has lost her
fear of dying, has gained wisdom, and
says, “Darkness is the absence of love.”

Bob Boyd

In movies chimpanzees seem tame and harmless.
Gorillas, larger and more muscular, seem
dangerous and deadly.
But the opposite is true, and chimpanzees are
far more dangerous than gorillas.
Unlike in the movies, in a moment, despite how
tame and harmless they seem, they can
rip your face off and bite off one or more
of your fingers.
Gorillas, though formidable, are less likely
to attack you.

Bob Boyd

Drunk, Phil got in a bar fight with a troublemaker.
They both threw a punch at the same time.
Though the troublemaker mostly blocked Phil’s punch,
and it struck him without much force,
the troublemaker fell to the floor, died of a heartattack.
The trouble maker’s punch was blocked by Phil,
but his death sent Phil up to prison, fifteen years
for manslaughter, his job as an Accountant gone.
His wife to be no longer there for him, after a year
couldn’t wait for him, found another guy.
And sitting in his prison cell, Phil often thinks
if only … if only … if only I hadn’t punched that guy.

Bob Boyd

You’ll know your body is like a machine
when it gets old and like an old machine
begins breaking down.

And after repair after repair one day
it will break completely down.

And you might be happy to be
free of it at last … at last.

I know I will.

Bob Boyd

Self determined, nobody influencing
you in ways they think are best for you.

No unnecessary arguments or
insulting criticisms.

Plenty of free time to accomplish more
and get things done.

No compromising and doing things
you really don’t want to do

just to go along with another’s
agenda.

Free to be you and not what another
feels you should be.

Total peace, like a serene lake
with no ripples or tumultuous waves.

Bob Boyd

She slithered into his life
mesmerized him

fooled him with her
deceptive persona

injected her venom
into him

destroyed his peace
made him miserable

disrespected him with
verbal abuse

until she grew bored
and found a new victim

and left him broken.

Bob Boyd

He has an ex wife in the afterlife,
died in her fifties.
A smoker, cancer probably
ended her life too soon.
She was an exceptionally
nice, fun and pretty woman.
Sometimes he wonders if
he’ll see her when he dies.
And maybe get married to
her again in the afterlife
with their love lasting there,
unlike how it ended here.

Bob Boyd

Amazing how the earth keeps spinning,
and we don’t feel it spinning.
Amazing how it never spins out of orbit,
somehow stays suspended in space.
Imagine if it ever stopped spinning or
spun out of orbit, the chaos,
the horror that would follow.
It seems a delicate balance that
somehow always stays in check.
A cosmic happening beyond most
human’s understanding.

Bob Boyd