Day: September 24, 2025

I believe there’s some luck in love,
especially when meeting the right one
is a random affair.
It’s not like you meet the perfect person for you
unless you are uncannily lucky.
To me, it seems by chance, by luck, you
meet the near perfect person for you.
Of course exceptions exist, some people
sabotage love.
Some are inherently hard to get along with.
But, overall, I feel you need some luck in love.

Bob Boyd

He thought she loved him,
his wife forever.
But she had other ambitions.
Tired of never having enough,
she longed for a man with more.
Unknown to her loving husband,
she was on the hunt for a
monied man.
While he thought she was out
for evenings with a girlfriends,
she was hobnobbing at events
attended by the rich.
When she finally found her
monied man and told him she
was leaving him, it hit him like
a gun blast to the heart.
She went on to bask in opulence;
he died of a broken heart.

Bob Boyd

The sightings keep increasing
Even the government says
they exist.
UAPs and UFOs.
Opinions vary on what they are.
Aliens seem the most likely.
Some say that’s for sure.
I believe they are right, but
if that’s true, why do they
seem to be avoiding direct
contact with us?
And are they friendlies or
are they unfriendlies?
I don’t think anyone knows
for sure.
Some think they are like
benevolent overlords that
watch over us and will
stop us from destroying
ourselves, if a nuclear war
were to start.
The belief is they would
stop the nukes from
launching and would save
the human race.
Whatever the case, I think
we are close to a direct
contact with whatever they
are.

Bob Boyd

Everybody thought my older brother was the nicest guy.
They didn’t know he had a nefarious darker side.
He had weaned himself on gangster movies.
He always rooted for the bad guys and booed the cops.
His main ambition in life behind his charming persona
Was to be a made man in the Mafia.
He tried to sign up in big city Boston.
Was told because he wasn’t Italian he couldn’t join
But could be an associate if he “Made his bones”
By taking out a guy named Sal Marino on the North End.
The hit must have gone badly wrong because
I never saw my gangster wannabe brother again.

Bob Boyd