Category: Poems

There’s too much deadly randomness
in this world

a woman taking a walk in a park in New York
a tree limb falls on her and kills her

people dying in random auto accidents
every day

a child playing in his parent’s home
killed by a stray by bullet from a street gun fight

a high school football player dies while playing football
an unknown, congenital heart problem

a young woman stabbed on a subway by a psychopath
she didn’t know

a middle age woman with two power dogs
one day mauled and murdered by them

an old person slips and falls in a bathroom
dies from the fall

a family having a peaceful lunch in a fast food restaurant
one of them shot to death in a mass shooting killing many

people who never thought what had randomly happened
to others would happen to them

and these unexpected, never imagined, random
deaths go on and on

how I hate the deadly randomness in this unpredictable
world.

Bob Boyd

Black, demon dog with red eyes that glowed like hellfire
burst into the Holy Trinity Church in Blythburg, England
with a clap of thunder in 1577

as the church steeple was struck by lightning and crashed
onto the church floor

the demon dog sped into the center aisle of the church, sunk his teeth into a man and a boy, killed both of them

his devilry done, blasted out of the church, clawed the door of the church on the way out, leaving scorch marks visible to this day.

Bob Boyd

A verse written about him back then:

All down the church in midst of fire, the hellish monster flew, and, passing onward to the quire, he many people slew.

Of course, the tale has probably been embellished, or maybe it hasn’t. 🙂

In Malaysia stands the statue of a Scottish man
on top of a Hindu temple next to Hindu deities

who is this Scot worthy of standing next to gods?
he was William Kellie-Smith who owned the

land the temple was built on and paid to have
the temple built.

he had it built for craftsman from Madras, India
he paid to build a castle for him in Malaysia

the craftsman wanted the temple for divine
protection when in 1918 several of them
died from the Spanish flu.

inside the temple, hangs a photo of Kellie
with a string of fresh flowers around it.

who’d have thought one would find a statue
of a Scotsman worthy of standing with gods
on top of a Hindu temple in Malaysia?

Bob Boyd

I’ve occasionally seen people on YouTube
who believe in fairies

curious to me that in these times some
people still believe in fairies

but I wonder if a collective belief
by thousands or more

could birth fairies into being, not unlike
how Tibetan monks can birth tulpas into being

with the powers of their meditation trained minds
and their vivid imaginations.

Bob Boyd

Rising from the body
looking down at it
up the tunnel of light
into the life review
a panoramic view
of the events of your life
good and not so good
a being, maybe God,
is there with you
it’s not punitive
it’s to help you grow
more spirituality
if you’re lucky
you reach Source
unconditional love
beyond words
beyond imagination
makes this world
seem dreamlike
not as real as there
if feels like your
true home and
you never want to
live that home
you come to
disappointed but
alive and changed
forever, no longer
fearful of death.

Bob Boyd

No matter what time I wake up
the fish in my aquarium are

awake and swimming
I wonder if they ever sleep

or, if miraculously, they sleep
while swimming.

Bob Boyd

My friend Mindy said she’d been abducted by reptilian aliens
who entered her bedroom though the walls

and the reptilian aliens transported her to an alien ship
with a lab inside and started experimenting on her

she said she passed out from an injection of a green fluid
during the shocking experiment

and she woke up a day later in her bed feeling something
was different about her but shrugged it off

I didn’t know what to make of her story … until she slowly
morphed into an 8 foot tall reptilian alien in front of me

terrified, I dashed out of her house, jumped in my car and
sped away

that was the last time I or anybody else saw Mindy, except when
I see her in nightmares as that terrifying, reptilian alien.

Bob Boyd

In West Sussex, England stands St Mary’s Church
in the village of Shipley
built in the 12th century by the Knights Templer
has a graveyard sheep graze in to keep the grass down
it’s filled with bent head stones, chipped from erosion
blackened and grayed from centuries of wear
the writing on the headstones erased, eroded
those lying under them erased as well, forgotten forever.

Bob Boyd

There are those who steadfastly believe
aliens created us
these are people who are quite knowledgeable
about aliens
years of studying them and the alien abductions
of humans
talking to many alleged abductees
and countless people with experiences
and knowledge of alien lore
even talking to ex governmental officials
they allege told them aliens created us
these people also claim earth is a laboratory for
aliens and we are the experiments
I consider these people experts on extraterrestrials
but I just cannot believe what they believe.

Bob Boyd

The woman Carl thought was
the woman of his dreams
told Carl he was too nice for her

so Carl turned into an SOB
treated her badly hoping he’d
be bad enough, good enough
for her

but he didn’t make the cut
she saw through his fakeness
and he couldn’t keep treating her
badly

he’s was just too nice a guy

and eventually she went away
found a bona fide bad guy
who treated terribly
they probably lived unhappily
ever after

moral of the story, it’s not worth
trying to change yourself for anyone
don’t waste you time and love
on someone who doesn’t appreciate
you for who you are
and stay away from women who
say you are too nice for them.

Bob Boyd

I’ve seen many videos on YouTube
about cows attracted to music
violins, guitars, accordings, etc
like following pied pipers when
they hear the music playing

I’ve seen an entire herd of them
rush to where the music was played
and gather round listening like
people at a concert

I was amazed to see cows had
an affinity with notes and bars
I once read “music has charms
to soothe the savage beasts”
it seems it has charms to
soothe cows too.

Bob Boyd

I always felt such peace
when I was with her
unlike with anyone else
a pervasive, sweet serenity
that was magical and mystical
she said she often felt
as if she wasn’t of this world
I believe she was right.

Bob Boyd

Mel’s dog Rover always growled when he
saw Mel’s next door neighbor, Alvin

a harmless looking, friendly guy in his
thirties

one day Mel found Rover dead in his backyard
he was poisoned to death a vet said

three years later Alvin
was arrested and sentenced to

life in prison for the murder of
fifteen women.

Bob Boyd

The Past Life Regression Hypnotherapist
told him he was a scalawag in one life

a rogue and a horse thief in another

which made sense to him and explained why he
had evolved into a consummate, petty thief in this one.

Bob Boyd

The Russians have implanted neural chips
into the brains of pigeons
to control them like avian drones
with solar-powered devices on their backs
and they may use other birds
like ravens and albatrosses
oh how I hate the thought of this
oh how I hate birds being misused this way
cruel, humane, abusive
and I’ve no doubt many good
Russian people feel the same.

Bob Boyd

Over 3,500 churches have
been abandoned in Britain
in the last 10 years

some are empty, desolate

some are restaurants and bars
some are swimming pools
some are mosques and gyms

Oh the tragedy, the sadness
the decline of Christianity
the loss of faith
the sacrilege of a house of God
used for a bar

you may disagree, and I don’t care
but I see this as symptomatic
of the UK’s decline

the empire upon which
once the sun never set
reduced to a country
where freedom of speech
now eclipsed by oppression

and the darkness of night
keeps creeping in.

Bob Boyd

Du fu I salute you
in my opinion
your poetry
is unsurpassed
from the first word
to the last.

Bob Boyd

Unknown to him,
a vampiress was hunting him
who had claimed over a hundred souls
she had his nighttime patterns down
his favorite haunts
she was closing in on him
on a fortuitous night for her
she caught him getting into his car
after he spent hours in a bar
drunk and indefensible
her cape flowing in the night air
her long fangs bared
her eyes red and aglow
she pounced on him
ready to sink her fangs into his jugular
and suck the blood out of him
at that moment she felt a powerful shock
that shot her off of him
unto the hard ground
and nearly dissolved her
the power of the wooden cross
protectively hung around his neck.

Bob Boyd

When they become
spiritually evolved
enough
they morph
into potent spiritual
powerhouses
their potent shakti
powerful spiritual energy
emanating out
of them abundantly
permeates everything
their presence
their words spoken
and
written
their videos
their photos
even
their burial sites
some can
feel it
in all of these
ways
some can only
feel it in
the presence
despite how
powerful
how pervasive
it is
some may not
be able to feel
it at all –
surprisingly.

Bob Boyd

It’s hard to imagine
how men could
torture and
burn women to
death in the
burning times
the pleadings
the cries
the stakes
the fires
the screams
the charred flesh
the stench
the smoke
the gasps
the deaths

and whoever
conjured up
death by
burning on
the stake
must have
been an
emissary
sent from
satan’s hell.

Bob Boyd