Category: Poems

First the frightening dark clouds rolled in
darkening what had been everyday blue skies.
They looked like massive avenging monsters,
They looked like an apocalypse had arrived.
Then the heavy rains pounded the planet
night and day night and day night and day.
Buildings and houses began to leak and leak and leak.
Floatable things not tied down floated away.
The streets became raging rivers
with dead bodies floating and sinking in
them like schools of bloated fish.
It rained so much cars became inoperable
Houses and mansions became submerged.
It rained so much people who didn’t have,
or couldn’t get on, boats died in the rising waters.
Helicopters and airplanes flew above it all for awhile
until they ran out of fuel and plunged into the waters.
And the whole world became a sea of the dead.

Bob Boyd

the seasons keep changing
and so do I

I went from the bright springtime of my life
into a warm and golden summer

I barely made it through the windy fall
with a cancer intent on killing me

now I’m in the cold winter of my life
with death approaching like the
stagnating ice and falling snow.

bob boyd

This life is so hard and so unfair for some people:
a baby born with cancer –
a girl born disabled –
a boy born fated to become bipolar –
a baby dumped in a dumpster –
a brilliant young woman murdered by a serial killer –
a teenage boy killed by a drunken driver –
a little girl kidnapped into prostitution.

The list goes on and on and on and on
and continues and continues and continues.
Why God Almighty does life have to be
like this for so unfortunate many?

Bob Boyd

a valedictorian in high school, he had
enormous potential for a phenomenal future.

he got accepted at three ivy league schools
and decided to attend princeton.

he got involved with the wrong people there
and became brainwashed and radicalized.

he participated in many protests for many causes
and became a celeb among his radical peers.

eventually he and his cohorts concocted a deadly plan
to assassinate a notoriously conservative president.

he volunteered to pull the trigger and end the president he hated
and go down in history books as a savior of his country.

on the designated day, he put a scarf over most of his face and concealed his gun
underneath a thick woolen jacket.

when he saw his target and his chance to kill him with a clear shot,
he pulled out the gun, took aim, pulled the trigger and missed

and six perfect shoots from the president secret service agents ended
his life, and his enormous potential for a brilliant future

was gone forever thanks to the ivy league college radicalization
and his being destructively brainwashed by it.

Bob Boyd

Seeing dead bodies
Seeing mutilated bodies
Seeing tortured bodies
Seeing battered and
burned dead children
Breaking the news to
families of a
murdered loved one,
being the bearer of
the worst news
you could give them
and feeling their pain
and sorrow personally.
These are some of
the serious duties
of a police officer

Bob Boyd

Once a police officer said to me,
“I don’t trust anyone.”

I thought that was extreme
until i watched many true crime shows.

Then I realized why he felt that way
and why it was justified.

Priests, ministers, doctors, lawyers, politicians
have all committed homicides.

Of course I’m not say all those professionals
turned out to be murderers.

But, astonishingly, some, perhaps many,
over the years – have.

Then there are many seemingly nice people
seemingly incapable of killing anyone
who have killed or had others killed.

Now I can see that were I a policeman and
seen what that policeman saw over the years,
I wouldn’t trust anyone either.

Bob Boyd

I don’t know exactly why
but I love the way she rolls her eyes.
She rolls them when she’s annoyed.
She rolls them when she dances.
And all her eye rolls tickle ineffable
joy in me everytime she does them.
Her eye rolls are better than a pint
of the tastiest ice cream I’ve ever had
and more heart warning than a hearty meal.

Bob Boyd

when he died he was unfulfilled
he’d lived a dull uneventful life
somehow he figured out how
to live a more exciting life
instead of going to the Light
he secretly entered into the
body of an adventurous guy
and lived an exciting life
with him until the guy died
then he soul hopped into a
playboy’s body and had
relationships with women
that he’d never had
he kept up the soul hopping
until his soul eventually
got wasted up and he
evaporated out of life
into unawareness and
eternal nothingness

bob boyd

it’s been over a decade since you left me
because you had many health problems
and didn’t want to burden me
in spite of my wanting to stand by you
and help you through your struggles
eventually i got over you years ago
and hadn’t thought about you in
a long time and was surprised
to see you in a dream last night
i was more surprised when
you didn’t recognize me and
turned away when I told you
who i was and never
spoke even a word to me

bob boyd

bears in cartoons are always fun and harmless
and no humans are killing them

if only life could be like the cartoons
with bears always fun and harmless
and no humans killing them

imagine if life was kind of like a cartoon
with no one getting killed and
no unhappy endings

maybe when we die our lives are
kind of like a cartoon
maybe if reincarnation exists
we keep coming back to
this uncertain life
until we get enlightened
and make it to a happy
cartoon-like life
where bears are always fun
and harmless
and no humans
are killing them

bob boyd

Happiness is great as long as things are going well,
but in a fateful moment it can be destroyed
permanently or temporarily –
a broken heart, death of a loved one, a terminal disease.
It seems to me happiness can be fragile,
yet some people seem to resurrect it despite
all the fateful moments they endure.
Maybe there really is a place called heaven
where happiness isn’t fragile and
lasts forever and ever.
Maybe that would be where you would experience
true and indestructible happiness.

Bob Boyd

They got old and stopped having sex.
He had less testosterone.
She had less estrogen.
Their love and affection
had grown so strong
over the years that the
physical side of love
was no longer necessary
to sustain their long term true love.

Bob Boyd

so many questions
so many answers
everybody is right
nobody is wrong
how does that
calculate?

so many wars
so many dead
each side feels
it’s right
how does that
calculate?

eggs are bad
for you
then eggs are
good for you
how does that
calculate?

i’ve decided not
to try to add
it all up.
i just live my
live and bide
my time
before i die.

bob boyd

We had some good times together.
Pity we didn’t have more of them.
Pity nothing ever lasts.
Maybe the good times last
in the afterlife beyond this life.
Maybe we’ll meet again there,
and the good times we had
will last forever and ever.

Bob Boyd

The old man lives a lonely life.
Sometimes he misses the company of a woman.
Sometimes he feels he’s better off without one
and he thinks about how he could die on her
or she could die on him at their old ages
or how she could be disappointing
or could leave him and break his heart.

He often wishes the need for female companionship
wasn’t encoded so deeply and lastingly in his DNA.
He thought at 80 years of age that need would be erased
but it persists like a never ending torment
to his deepening need and his ever aging lonely mind.

Bob Boyd