She exhibits herself
on Instagram
with a bazillion photos
and a bizillion poses
this bothers him
not just because
of the egotism
not just because
of all the
look at me’s
but because
she’s his wife
Bob Boyd
My Archived Poetry Blog With 3,750 poems
She exhibits herself
on Instagram
with a bazillion photos
and a bizillion poses
this bothers him
not just because
of the egotism
not just because
of all the
look at me’s
but because
she’s his wife
Bob Boyd
He never cared for snobbery.
He disliked being labeled a commoner.
But he liked the king and the queen.
They were humble.
They were caring
of the people they served
and seemed to truly love.
Despite being royalty,
they never allowed their titles
or their royal rank
to amplify their egos.
They never acted superior
or dismissive of even
those thought to be
the commonist of commoners
that other commoners
thought they were better than
because they were to them
lowly farm hands and laborers
just like him.
Bob Boyd
Her existence seemed pointless.
Her life had been disappointing.
She never achieved her dreams.
Her love life had been a disaster.
None of her relationships worked out.
Her mind was in tatters.
She felt like ending her existence.
Until a hungry, stray cat
clawed at her door begging for food.
She took the cat in,
fed it and cared for it.
And she felt the cat
was like the start of a new life.
Inspired by how much
she liked having saved the cat,
She got a job at an animal shelter
and loved working as a caregiver for animals.
And found fulfillment in her work
and in her life.
Bob Boyd
She truly had
the sweetest voice
I’d ever heard.
She was petit
and so adorable.
I loved her attention.
Sometimes it was hard
to get her out of my mind.
Because of the over
50 years between us,
I couldn’t cross that
age gap line.
But, oh, how I
wished those
years could have
been close enough
to be with her forever.
Bob Boyd
It was great to have had a girlfriend
until he realized she dominated all his time
and always nitpicked and nagged him
and seemed to thrive on arguing with him.
He thought he was in love with her
until he realized love wasn’t supposed
to lead to unending arguments and ongoing turmoil.
She must have been thinking the same.
She left him after a chaotic year.
She was disappointed when he didn’t beg her to stay.
He didn’t want her anymore anyway.
When she left, he was relieved,
His peace and harmony restored.
And he’s been on a break from love
for over ten years and he’s living a tranquil life.
Bob Boyd
She left him on a Sunday
He offed himself on a Monday
She had said she’d be there for him,
never leave him no matter what.
She said she’d love him forever.
He was her only one.
Until he had a massive heart attack,
and his business went bust,
and all the money
and all her perks
were gone.
She didn’t shed a single tear
when she heard he died,
but cashed in on the insurance policy
that he failed to take her off.
She found another rich sucker
to leech off
and love forever
unless he went broke
and she lost all her perks.
Bob Boyd
it amazes me that
a notable American poet
achieved poetic fame
in American and abroad
writing many great poems
while often intoxicated
and kept writing them
through years of getting drunk
and surviving rocky relationships
he should have been given
some kind of esteemed medal
for his undeterred persistence
to his celebrated poetic art
despite all that drinking
and all that drunkenness
hail to his unfailing tenacity
hail to his great success
bob boyd
sweet lovable you
caring and sharing
your unfailing, real love
none could ever equal your caring
none could ever match your devotion
none have ever loved me as much as you
never thought a mongrel dog would love me more
than any of the women who came in and out of my life
bob boyd
Cicadas singing enchanting love songs
They sing them every night in moonlight.
To some humans it’s just an annoying ruckus.
To female cicadas it’s a sweet serenade
analogous to an infatuated human woman
listening to a smooth male crooner.
Amazing how this magnetic mating ritual
is so ingrained in human and insect life
and the lives of all species in this world.
It makes me wonder if all this mating
is only about propagating the species
and has nothing to do with romance and love.
Bob Boyd
Brenda and Randall dated for six years before they married.
They didn’t want to rush into marriage
before they were 100% sure it would last for the rest of their lives.
Nancy and Nate fell in love on the first date
and got married a week later,
foolish, impractical romantics that they were.
Branda and Randall got divorced two years after they married.
Nancy and Nate stayed mated for life.
Sometimes all the waiting,
sometimes all the planning,
doesn’t mean a goddamn thing.
Bob Boyd