Day: May 14, 2025

Though you’re an older woman
Or should I say mature?
Your ever-new magnetic charms
Have put such a spell on me
That my heart is possessed
My mind is obsessed
With 24/7 love for you.

Not wanting to risk the agony of
A heartbreaking misadventure
Went on a two-week bender
Mindlessly drunk day and night
Hungover with thoughts of you.

To expunge the love from my
Captive, possessed heart
Ingested a cocktail of drugs
Went crazy, nearly died
Called 911 incoherently
Woke up in the ICU
Mumbling and thinking of you.

Bob Boyd

he couldn’t believe his luck when she deigned to
go out with him

he felt his stars must have been perfectly aligned
to have such an incredibly beautiful woman
come into his life

he felt even more blessed a year later when she
accepted his proposal
for about six months he felt like he was in nuptial bliss
beyond what any other mortal ever experienced

but after that boredom set in and arguments increased
and he got so used to her looks that
she was no longer beautiful to him

he felt he no longer had anything in common with her
he wished he’d never gotten involved with her
he dreamed of leaving their dead and toxic marriage

unknown to him she wanted out of the marriage too
and left him before he could leave her

distraught and broken hearted and barely able to go on
now he wants her back and cries over her every night
as the old saying has it
sometimes you don’t know what you have until you lose it

bob boyd

26 and dying of cancer
she’s as nice as could be
and just starting her life.
Where the hell is the
justice in that?

Why in this world does a
horrible deadly thing like
that have to happen to a nice
young woman?

26 and dying of cancer
soon she’ll be 26 and
dead,

which is like a sacrilege,
which is like an affront,
which so unfair and so
wrong that this young
woman will soon be
gone from this world
before she had a shot
at living in it.

Bob Boyd

The very first time I heard the song Gypsy Woman in 1970 I wanted to, like the lyrics read, “hold her near and kiss and forever whisper in her ear” that I loved her.

I imagined an incomparable exotic woman beyond my most hopeful dreams of an ideal woman for me.

I imagined being mesmerized watching her dance while her graceful dance moves enthralled my heart, and when her eyes met mine being instantly totally irrevocably in love with her.

And when the music stopped and she finished dancing, I imagined her smiling at me and walking toward me and my heart beating faster and faster as she approached me looking so enchanting, so incredibly beautiful.

The moment she reached me I imagined we’d embrace, and I’d say I love you, and she’d reply I love you too, as if we’d been in love forever.

And we’d walk away hand in hand into a rekindled, everlasting love.

Yeah, I know. I kinda got carried away when I heard that song, lol.

Bob Boyd

Jack Hylton – I Want To Be Bad (video)

Violet Knights was born in 1894 in Anacortes, Washington as Violet May Neitz, and she began her acting career in 1913.

The Phantom (1931), The Return of Helen Redman (1914) and Trapped in a Forest Fire (1913) are some notable films she was in, and she had supporting roles in about 10 films.

She was married to Fred Mackaye, also an actor, from 1927 to 1947.

She died on June 13th, 1973 at 79 years of age in Newport Beach Orange County, California.

I just saw her in The Phantom playing a small part as a maid. I enjoyed how she played her part, and I liked her stage name, and I appreciate actors who play supporting roles.

Because I often search online to find out about actor’s lives, I looked her up and decided to pay her a small remembrance with this poem.

And I find it a little sad how people who were once alive and known
sooner or later are erased by time when they are dead and gone.

Bob Boyd

Ten thousand I love yous
could never compare to
one I like you from you.

Ten thousand kisses
nothing compared to
even the thought of
one from you.

Ten thousand hugs
meaningless compared to
a single touch from you

Ten thousand good byes
would never be as
painful and
heartbreaking as
a good bye from you.

Bob Boyd