Day: June 6, 2024

My heart steeped in sorrow, my wife no longer knows me.
We had been through so much, two dead children, many tears.
We married at seventeen in our tender teenage years.
She stayed true to me through storms and strife.
Now after sixty years of faithful love and companionship,
She knows not who she is or where she is,
And a dementia stole her love from me.

Bob Boyd

Flowers in a garden blooming in sunlight,
A gentle wind cooling the stagnant air,
Songster Robbins singing merrily.
Squirrels having fun frolicking in trees.
Children squealing and eating fudgesicles.
The ice cream man and his truck rolling away.
Cute chipmunks filling their cheeks with food.
Another peaceful day in the neighborhood
Until a loud gunshot shatters the calm,
And Mr. Jones has killed his unfaithful wife.

Bob Boyd

John had nightmares of scary women
That frightened him every night
He wondered about those nightmares
Why he had them and
What they were about
The nightmares became more vivid
The women more real and frightening
He told a friend about the nightmares
The friend told him not to be afraid
A day later John was dead
And his friend began having
Nightmares of scary women

Bob Boyd

Dr. Pop had a decent practice
Attending to local villagers
A kindly man, well liked
His reputation unblemished
When a mother’s child died
After Dr. Pop tried to save
The terminal crying child
The mother outraged and
Of questionable character
Accused Dr. Pop of raping
Her and killing her child
An enraged mob seized
Dr. Pop to hang him to death
The mother shocked at
What she had done to
Dr. Pop confessed in tears
And saved him from the noose
She paid for her honesty
By being hanged to death
The crazed mob satisfying
It’s unrestrained bloodlust

Bob Boyd