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She was the first cat sent into space
sent there by the French
on October 18th, 1963
electrodes implanted in her skull
to monitor her neurological activity
during the space flight
Felicette spent 13 minutes in space
came down in the cone of a rocket
with a parachute attached
and survived the flight
sadly, tragically, for Fellicette
two months later she was
put to death
so her brain could be studied
I ask you, was that any way to treat the
first space cadet cat?
Bob Boyd
A woman’s beauty is like
a candle
that burns steady and bright in a
woman’s youth
and begins to burn out as she grows
older
until, sadly, it eventually flickers
one last time …
and goes out forever
but I wish it could last forever
and didn’t fade like flowers
maybe it blossoms again in the afterlife
maybe women are beautiful there forever
regardless of whether or not they
were beautiful on earth.
Bob Boyd
I’ve heard about benevolent spirits
– usually deceased loved ones –
that have intervened with warnings
or with consolations
in one’s mind
or via apparitions
for example,
“Don’t go there tonight!”
and there’s a mass shooting
killing many people that night
or,
“Ask the doctor to run the tests again.”
and what was going to be an operation
is cancelled because the original tests
were inaccurate
and,
“You need to leave that man now!
He’s going to harm you!”
she doesn’t heed the warning and
he almost strangles her to death
I’ve never experienced anything like that
though I’ve seen dead people in dreams
and I believe sometimes ghosts or spirits
act like guardians.
Bob Boyd
The older you grow the more of your
life begins to disappear
as if some events never happened
your memory grows dim about
many of these events in your life
like memories of when you were a child
when you grow even older, it might surprise
you how many of the events have faded
and disappeared completely
erased from your mind
as if they never happened.
Bob Boyd
She wondered if he’d love her when she
was old and no longer beautiful
sadly he was gone long
before she got old
he cheated on her
she left him
when she got old and
no longer beautiful
alone, she never found
a man to stay with her
she didn’t have the luck
to find the right one
but it no longer matter
she had no desire to
be with or please an
unpredictable man
she was content being
by herself and free
she had enough happiness
in her religion
her church friends
and her God.
Bob Boyd