Day: April 25, 2025

Looked up Paul Davis today on the Internet.
Saw he passed away at age 60 in his hometown,
Meridian, Mississippi, of a heart attack in 2008.
Though I see death as the awakening of a lifetime
and look forward to my passing,
it saddens me that this singer has left us forever.
It depresses me to see another rock icon of my
generation is gone, and I will always love
and never tire of, these two hit songs by him:

I go Crazy and Cool Night.

RIP Paul Davis.

I hope you are singing
great songs in an afterlife heaven.
And though I didn’t know you,
it grieves me that you are gone.

Bob Boyd

Maybe you are more tolerant
and forgiving than I am
When it comes to insulting words
by someone you love, words that
sometimes can be the death knell
of a romantic relationship
or even a marriage.

I’ve never been one to suffer abuse,
Suffered too much of it in my youth,
Which served me well later in life
When others tried to walk on me.

I once had a wife, who disrespectfully
and undeservedly, said to me,
“Use your fucking head.”

Unknown to her at that time,
despite my reacting angrily to her
undeserved, disrespectful words,
that sentence was the death knell of
our dying marriage that was
on life support during that time.

Though I was disappointed in her
for valid reasons, never would
I have talked to her so disrespectfully.

And with that single use your fucking head
sentence she lost my love and the
marriage forever.

Bob Boyd

Relationship usually begin joyously
Everything wonderful, both on best behavior
But as the love becomes timeworn
Sometimes darkness seeps in
And evil starts to happen
Cycles of physical abuse
Rounds of cruel torments
Victims locked in bad relationships
Outcomes they didn’t imagine
When they first got involved
Like bad luck of the draw
Which tragically sometimes
Ends in never imagined matricides
By the murdered spouses
Death the worst bad luck of the draw

Bob Boyd

You become incredibly high on love
when you first fall in love with her,
better than a drug, the greatest addiction.
She becomes more and more beautiful
even if you didn’t initially find her attractive
or thought she wasn’t your type.
You are constantly thinking about her.
Your mind always imbued with the joy of
remembering the endearing things she says.
Your feelings for her keep growing uncontrollably.
Your heart aches when you’re away from her.
Eventually the highs wear off though the love endures.
Were that the highs never died and lasted forever

Bob Boyd