Day: October 27, 2025

I begin watching a YouTube Short
I see a young couple beginning
to dance to an old Chubby Checker
song The Twist

as the dance begins, the attractive
woman with beautiful eyes
is looking into the man’s eyes
in a way that’s predatory
but in a predatory way
that any man who lives and breathes
would gladly fall prey to

I’m remembering the power
in a woman’s eyes when she
deigns to look at you with interest
and how that single look
can melt even a strong man’s heart

and render him almost senseless
lost in the mesmerizing power of those eyes
and, oh, how I’d love to feel that power again.

Bob Boyd

Lying in bed remembering
the warm comfort of a woman
lying next to me

an emotional and
physical comfort
a balm for the body
the mind and the soul

I’m thinking it would be nice
to feel that warm comfort again

I imagine I never will
except in occasional thoughts
and summoned memories

then I remember how
the warm comfort
can become
a cold discomfort

how the sweetness
can turn sour

the relationship doomed
with no rewinding it

and I banish those
warm remembrance
from my wary mind

taking comfort in
my peaceful life
devoid of heartaches
disappointments
and miseries.

Bob Boyd

The crazies seem to be multiplying
I see them acting out in videos
I see them screaming in streets
Imagine if aliens ever sprayed
our skies with an invisible spray
that made us all chronically crazy
acting out and melting down
like the multiplying crazies
except every minute of every day
imagine those with access to
the nukes all over the world
gone as crazy as the rest of us
BOOM … BOOM … BOOM ….

Bob Boyd

Cars, trucks, buses stream by
in the falling rain pitter patter, pitter patter
on the sidewalk and on the street
the rainy sound of tires rolling on the wet pavement

I see a man wearing a gray raincoat with a hood
he’s walking a black, doberman dog on the sidewalk

a man appears on a motorbike weaving in the crowd
a row of people approaches all with black umbrellas
another man appears walking with a purple shopping bag
I wonder what he bought in that purple shopping bag

I can faintly hear the walking people talking and laughing
the entire scene is no different from here in America
I think about how people everywhere are usually alike
wanting peace and happiness in their quiet lives

I pray we never have a war with Russia
and blow to bits people just like us
and get blown to bits by them as well

it all seems so primitive and unnecessary
and what a shame to destroy countless lives
over wars that should have never happened.

Bob Boyd