Bob Boyd's Free Verse Poems

A brilliant kid in high school, he got a scholarship to
an ivy league college. aced all the courses there.
graduated and came home radicalized, antisemitic, and woke.

Spent his ivy league degree on many crazy and violent protests,
graduated to a seven year jail sentence.
ivy league colleges aren’t what they used to be.
now recruitment grounds for future radicalized kids
who, though bright, buy into the radical, america-hating dogma
and are impressionable and lack common sense.

bob boyd

gentle people
we need more of them
never start any trouble
never try to intimidate others
never bully anyone
never cause a ruckus
the real salt of the earth
the good people
the peaceful ones
we need more of them
gentle people

bob Boyd

i sink into in my arm chair
sadness weighs me down
i don’t want to ever get up
i wish i could just die here

my veronica died last week
and she will never be again
and we will never be again
my life and my heart done

without her I have nothing
my whole world is gone
and I don’t know if I can
go on without her love

bob boyd

he told his wife aliens came into their home
and abducted him to their spaceship,
and put him in a tube standing upright.
extracted some of his essences out of him
for what he said he wasn’t really sure.
his wife thought he’d gone slightly insane;
she wondered if he needed to be evaluated
to see if his mental faculties were intact
until she saw the aliens manifest one night
and take her husband away forever.
now she’s a person of interest to the police,
and they think she should be evaluated
because of her insane story about aliens
being the cause of her missing husband.

bob boyd

she boasted about being a feminist.
she was overly vocal about causes
except when men began to invade
womens’ sports and dominate them.
i couldn’t believe she stayed mum
about that trampling of women’s rights,
about the losses of college scholarships,
and women getting injured by males.
i concluded she was a hypocrite,
and her feminist bravado rang hollow.

bob boyd

with crazy brianna my heart went off the rails
and i lost my ever-loving mind.
with brianna my bank account got drained
and i almost went irrevocably insane.
after five agonizing years i finally got away from her
and began a normalized brianna-free life.
but that wasn’t enough for crazy her;
she stalked me and put a kitchen knife in my back
and almost succeeded in killing me.
now crazy brianna sits in prison for many years
and my physical and mental wounds are healed
and i have a new start with a saner woman

bob boyd

aliens claim they created us
with occasional upgrades.
some ufologists buy into this,
but when people are clinically
dead and return to this life,
none of them see aliens
when they reach the apex
of the afterlife heights
and meet with the source
of all, the unconditional love,
they don’t see alien overlords.
of course, you could exclaim
behind the curtain stands
an alien wizard of oz.

bob boyd

the resurrectionist dug up a corpse
in coopers graveyard in 1562
to sell to a local doctor for medical needs.
the corpse had a stone in its mouth,
which the resurrectionist unwittingly
removed from its decaying jaws,
and the corpse sprang to life.
fangs emerged from its mouth;
its eyes become two evil orbs
that glowed in the dark night.
the resurrectionists too shocked to move
became the vampire’s easy prey,
and to this day the resurrectionists
lay in graves in coopers graveyard
with stones in their gaping mouths.

bob boyd

she always disdained harsh winters,
never liked the frost, the ice
and the freezing temperatures,
didn’t care for sledding or skiing
or ice skating on frozen ponds.
it may be the winters disdained her
the night her car broke down
in the rages of a killer blizzard
that froze her to death on that
deadly winter’s night.

bob boyd

she woke up to a new world
free from a going nowhere romance
with the wrong man
she had nothing in common with
and she embraced her new singledom
unfettered and free
with the wonders of a new love
awaiting her
with the excitement of finding
a better lover to be with

bob boyd

she tells him she
is dying of cancer
and she is leaving him
he asks her why and says
he wants to be there for her
her martyr mind made up
she walks out the door
because of her condition
he doesn’t make a fuss
a week later she is
with another guy
miraculously healed
of her fake cancer

bob boyd

wandering through life wondering what is the point of it all,
having some successes, having some failures
making the best of a situation i had no say in.
why was i thrust into this life with no sense of where I came from?
why am i going to be obliterated out of this tenuous life
without a say in how and when, non painful or extremely painful ends?
why must i endure all of these good times and these terrible times?
why does that rich guy have it all and I have little?
why was I essentially screwed and him essentially blessed?
what is the point of it all?

bob boyd

Though her cousin was personable and funny
She always sensed bad energy around him,
And she always avoided being with him.
Others didn’t seem to feel the bad energy.
Maybe she had a paranormal sixth sense.
Whatever she had, it was unfailing.
Five of her family members were poisoned to death
From sirloin steaks garnished with botulinum poison
That her evil cousin prepared for them
At a gather she had refused to attend,
Her sixth sense warning her to stay away.
When she warned her family members about attending,
They dismissed her superstitious and unfounded fears.

Bob Boyd

she was amazingly beautiful.
men gasped when they saw her in movies.
they dreamed of being with a woman
as incredibly beautiful as she was,
they knew she was impossibly inaccessible,
being a minted hollywood queen of queens.
despite her gasp-worthy, supernatural beauty,
she never found true lasting love.
married seven men in her prime years
divorced from every last one of them.
got older and her beauty waned
and never married or loved again.

bob boyd