Month: October 2024

She loved going to park concerts to hear Celtic music.
She listened to it on the radio and on the internet.
I remember when she died suddenly at age sixty-six
While listening to Celtic music on the radio.
Coincidentally Auld lang Syne was playing
When she said goodbye to this mortal world.

Bob Boyd

He liked going to bars to get in fights.
I always wondered what was wrong with him.
Sometimes he’d win. Sometimes he’d lose.
He often had the blacks and the blues
All over his beaten face and body.
He kept getting into bar fights
Into his too old to fight middle-aged years.
He began losing all his fights
Until he disappeared.
Rumors are rife.
A fight with a wiseguy
And preserved in concrete
Or dumped in the ocean?
A dementia from all the hits to his head
And locked away in a nursing home?
Nobody knows
But for sure
He had many enemies
Who are hoping he’s dead

Bob Boyd

After Cindy’s mother got dementia
She began to wander searching
For her deceased husband Joe
And Cindy had to find her and
Bring her back home and remind
Her mother that her husband
Joe had died twenty years ago
Cindy’s mother kept wandering
And looking for the love of her life
And Cindy had to keep finding her
Until one day Cindy’s mother died
And wandered into the afterlife
Dementia-free and finally found Joe

Bob Boyd

Angelo loved his collie dog he named Skip.
His troublesome neighbor hated barking dogs.
Skip was a quiet dog, rarely barked
Except one night when a burglar
Tried to break into Angelo’s house,
Which woke the neighbor up and
Despite the circumstances, pissed him off.

The next day the neighbor gave Skip a biscuit.
An hour later Skip threw up and was so sick
Angelo raced him to a vet who discovered Skip
Had been poisoned and tried to save Skip’s life.
His efforts failed, and Skip died on the examination table.
Angelo, a mafioso, had seen the neighbor give Skip the biscuit.
One week later, the neighbor mysteriously disappeared,
Much to a pig farmer’s oinking and sated pigs delight.

Bob Boyd

She lived a challenging life
Had three children and poor
Decided to change it one day
By writing a romance book
And making more money

Her mother said that was a
Foolish and impractical plan
You won’t make any money
She ignored her mother’s
Practical but hurtful advice

She stayed true to her dream
A year later, she finished her
Book and had a pro edit it
After having it turned down
By twenty-three publishers

Eventually her book was
Published and the book
Became a loved bestseller
That lifted her out of poverty
And made her a lot of money

Bob Boy

She wanted a manly man
Not a sissified soy-burgered boy
She wanted a bona fide strong-minded man
Not a weakened man poisoned by toxic femininity
Who grew up playing with barbie dolls
Brainwashed by a delusional birthing person

She wanted a manly man
Not a weakened man poisoned by toxic femininity
She wanted an old school Stallone or an Eastwood
Not an emasculated girl-like substitute
She had no use for feminized or binary men
She wanted a manly man
And married one

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

They just wanted to live their lives
In happiness, peace and harmony
Without wars with other countries.
Though they were doves,
Their peace and love didn’t matter;
They lived in a country of hawks..

When the war started
Like thunder and lightning
In the flaming night skies,
When the bombs fell,
The bombs didn’t separate
The doves from the hawks,
Didn’t care about peace and love
And the doves died with the hawks.

Bob Boyd

Born into prosperity
Had all the advantages
Grew rebellious
And bored with
Her predictable life
Squandered her
Advantages
Her comfortable
And secure life
On wild party times
On drugs and
Dissipation
For a hedonistic life

Lost her
Inheritance
Didn’t care
Now she’s homeless
And on the streets
Strung out on drugs
Trapped in
Soul slaying
Addiction
Destitute and
Selling her body
For another fix
Living in a hell
Far from the heaven
Of her early life

Bob Boyd

Her days and nights have grown colder
Her life has become more desolate
Since she left her devoted husband
For a sordid Facebook affair
That ended soon after
Her departure from her husband
For a fickle fake lover
Now far too late to reconcile
She bemoans the regrettable loss
She regrets the impulsive mistake
And wishes she never left
The man who really loved her
For a foolish Facebook fling

Bob Boyd