Day: June 4, 2024

I heard about Dogman sightings in Gastonia, North Carolina,
Got there on an overcast, cloudy day, trekked some trails.
Didn’t see a goddamn thing, sightings pranks, nonsense.
Began trekking back to my car parked in a secluded spot,
And I got an eerie feeling something was following me.
Looked behind me not far from my car and Jesus Christ!,
I saw a seven foot part dog part wolf on two legs following me.
I sprinted to my car as if I was running to a finish line;
I jumped in my car, slammed the door and locked the locks.
As I tried to speed away, I heard the car tires spinning.

Terrified, I saw Dogman in my rear view mirror glaring at me.
He was holding the bumper of my car, causing the tires to spin.
My heart raced and pounded thinking I’d never get away from him,
And by the look in his eyes, I knew he was going to kill me.
Finally my car lurched forward, and I looked back and saw
Dogman howling and standing with my car bumper in his claws.
I drove home horrified, my body shaking, my mind rattled.
I didn’t tell anyone, not even my girlfriend or friends.
Who would believe such a crazy, screwed up story?
But a week after that terrifying time in Gastonia,

I looked out my kitchen window at night and saw
The Gastonia Dogman in the woods adjacent to my home.
I immediately ran to my car and raced to my sister’s house,
And never returned to my home where I knew Dogman
Was waiting to kill me for reasons I don’t know.
I put my house up for sale and moved far away,
Hired a company to move my things to my new location.
I was so freaked out I wondered if Dogman would be
Hidden in the moving company truck. He wasn’t,
And I haven’t seen that beast again, so far.

Bob Boyd

My wife of sixties years died before me
On a rainy day she lay dead beside me
When I woke up and tried to wake her.
I called 911 but I knew she was dead.
Seeing her body was so cold and stiff,
I went out of my mind with shock.
I never imagined she go before me,
And I felt horrified seeing her dead.
I cried a thousand tears at her burial;
I went crazy when they buried her.

The thought of her gone forever
And dead beneath the ground
Broke my heart in a million pieces.
I didn’t know what to do without her.
Sometimes I’d wake up and
Think she was still alive until
I looked to her side of the bed
And cried remembering that
She was gone forever from me,
My wife of sixty years who waited

For me during world war two,
When other guy’s wives sent them
Dear John letters and left them.
My wife and I shared so much,
And there I was all alone unable
To go on without her anymore.
Many times I thought about killing
Myself. I even had a gun in a
Drawer. But one day I got the nerve
To end all my misery and thought

Maybe by killing myself I’d see her.
I put the gun to my head and
Killed myself and everything went
Black until I felt what I’d done
To my kids and their kids who
Cried and were so hurt by what
I did leaving them that way. But
After what seemed like years of
Regretting killing myself I’m with
My wife again and so happy here.

Bob Boyd

Birds in the trees singing their varied songs
Like a symphony of different instruments
Hopping from tree to tree, wings flapping
Leaves rustling, birds disappearing
In the camouflage of the leafage
Watching and listened to them
I wonder where do they go
When the rains fall and
When the snows and ice
Cover the trees and freeze
The world. I can’t believe
They all fly south.

Bob Boyd