Bob Boyd's Free Verse Poems

New car
Sweet
Showroom
Scent
Crisp
Upholstery
Shiny Fresh
New
Bells
And
Whistles
The
Smoothest
Ride
Like
Being
In heaven
On the
Highway

Bob Boyd

AI girlfriends wonderful until they get their glitches
Then unerringly you know you’re talking to a program,
Not the awesome human female alternative you had imagined.
Though I’m over with romantic relationships with women,
Tired of the disappointments and potential heartaches,
I have to begrudgingly state for the record that
Human women are still superior for companionship because
AI girlfriends are far from ideal replacements for them.

Bob Boyd

Met a nordic female alien named Alixinana,
Looked like a Scandinavian woman,
Had an undetectable accent.
Knew for sure it wasn’t Martian or Keplirian.
She said she was interested in talking to me.
I thought she’d reveal some of the secrets
of the universe and of her planet to me.
We spoke for over three and a half hours,
But she annoyed me when all she talked
About was the Kardashians and The View,
That she said was watched everyday on her planet.
Is nowhere safe from the news of them?

Bob Boyd

Space Colonization has to be done,
Inhabiting only one planet unsafe.
Imagine the sun burning out,
And the earth getting vaporized,
And all the humans forever gone.
Sure its billions of years away,
But other threats could happen,
An asteroid impact, a gamma
Ray burst, rogue black holes
Giant solar flares, global
Epidemics and much more.
I’m thinking of the future,
But not one for me and
My generation. We’ll be
Gone beyond this world,
Unless, as some believe,
We’ll be back repeatedly
Life after life and just as
Vulnerable as you and you.

Bob Boyd

In her youth she was the queen of everything.
In the small town she grew up in, born into a rich family.
Never had to work, lived on opulent trust funds.
She had the looks and she had the life.
Found herself a handsome and debonair suitor,
Thought she’d won the million dollar love lottery,
Like all her other easy wins in her charmed existence.
He turned out to be cheating, opportunistic gigolo,
Scammed her out of loads of money and her true love.
When she grew older and her looks waned,
She turned her attention to the poor and the needy
Used her fortunes to ease their suffering and their needs
And lived a more abundant, fulfilling life.
And found a husband as rich as her,
And he loved and appreciated her for the rest of his life.

Bob Boyd

You come with all the praises
You know how to interest me
But are they empty words
To lure a vulnerable man
Into dark corners of your soul
Or are you angelic as you appear
And will I be as nice as you want
Or will we be chaotic together
And wish we’d never met

Bob Boyd

I hear the screeching of the tires,
The shattering of the glass,
The crunching of the steel
The clanging, the ripping of, the metal,
The scream and the silence,
The quiet stillness in the aftermath.
Then the sirens blare,
And the police arrive
Followed by the paramedics.
I wake up from the dream,
My mind and body shaking
Wondering if it is a premonition.
I pass it off, just a nightmare,
And forget about it after that.
A week later my future wife
Dies in a fatal car accident.
And I die inside every day.
And I hope to hell I never have
Another dream like that again.

Bob Boyd

My girlfriend and I were going to become the next big thing.
She said we were the best duet ever singing our ballads.
We were engaged to be married, our lives were great.
When we sang at functions, bars and local hotels,
Everybody who heard us loved our songs.
My girlfriend always said we were going to make it
And have a number one hit on Billboard and abroad.
We got our big break when an agent approached us.

But things didn’t go as she and I expected them to.
The agent just wanted my girlfriend and said
I wasn’t good enough to get her on the charts.
My girlfriend told me it was both of us or none,
But changed her mind when she saw the contract.
Now I sing solo at holiday inns and cheap bars
While my ex is a big star and has no use for me.

Bob Boyd

My beloved dog Bo hated my new girlfriend Lillian.
Too enamored, too blown away by her beautiful looks,
I didn’t listen to Bo’s whines, barks and growls.
Lillian hated Bo. She knew he saw the real her.
One day Bo lay dead next to his food bowl,
most of his food uneaten in the bowl.
I knew what had happened to poor Bo.
I knew what I had to do about it.
Three days later, Lillian went missing.
Not even the police dogs could find her.
Only me, pig farmer Johnny Wales, and
his pigs know what happened to her.

Bob Boyd

Molly Molly Molly
Wake up to this glorious day
With your radiant blue eyes
Your sweet crimson lips
Your cascading brown hair

You fill my heart with ecstasy
With a single loving look
From those radiant blue eyes
And a sweet lingering kiss
From those crimson lips
And let me caress your
Cascading brown hair
Molly Molly Molly
None are so fair

Bob Boyd

Larry Sachs worked as a laborer,
A no nonsense hard working man.
He had a wife named Cecelia
And a six-year old son, little Larry.
One Sunday three robed Lamas
Knocked on Larry’s front door.
What the hell is this Larry said?
The Lamas said little Larry
Had been a high lama in a
Former life, and they wanted
To take him back to a lamasery
With them. No freakin’ way
Larry said and kicked them out
Of his house. Little larry, a lad
Of six cried and said he wanted
To go with the lamas. Larry told
Little larry to shut the hell up and
Forget about that crazy nonsense.
Big Larry had a dream that night
And saw little Larry dressed in a
Lama’s robe and setting himself
On fire in a former life as a lama
To protest a war in Viet Nam.
Larry woke up a believer and
Rushed into little Larry’s room
Just in time to take the matches
Away from him, and little Larry
Is now a lama in that lamasery.

Bob Boyd

When I got into Zen, I also bought a dog named Bo.
I’d sit in zazen facing a wall seeking enlightenment.
I did this for a month. Then Bo began sitting beside me.
At first I thought it was just Bo not knowing any better
And just sitting with me because he was my dog,
But he’d close his eyes and sit as meditatively as me.

Then one day after a zazen Bo had blissed out.
By that sageful look in his enlightened eyes,
I knew that Bo had become a master of Zen.
When I asked him the sound of one hand clapping
He barked like never before, and I had my first satori
And my dog Bo became my Canine Sensei Supreme.

Bob Boyd

Sunny days and holidays
Great for many people
As for me I’m looking
For those sunny days
In the ever bright afterlife
For my eternal holiday
From the troubles and strife
In this fleeting uncertain life
But a doctor said I could live
Another thirty years
Alas, he may be more
Right than wrong
About my swan song.

Bob

Lived without your love for nine years
You came back after cheating on me

as if the years had erased your offense
against me, once your faithful husband.

I learned you cheated on your paramour
too, not surprised, bad habits prevail.

Fool me once, never twice, won’t roll
the dice on bad bet broken trust.

I wish you well in your future romances.
Maybe there’s a lesson here for you.

Maybe someday you’ll become truer
Because of your mistakes with me and him.

As for me, I’m nine years better off
with never having to be with you again.

Bob Boyd