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I’d fish days
I’d fish nights
but I didn’t fish for food
I fished for sport
wasted the fish, let them die
but when I got older
I think early twenties
I couldn’t fish anymore
I couldn’t catch fish for fun
waste them, let them die
I feel that was evolutionary
I feel that was spiritual growth.
Bob Boyd
Often wonder why
we have to have
so many people
murdered in this world
maybe atheists are right
there is no God
it’s all just random
but if they’re wrong
if there is a God
why would the
Supreme Being
allow this to happen
especially in cases
where little children
are murdered?
Bob Boyd
Many young women posting photos
of themselves on Instagram
don’t know why they do this
can’t quite figure it out
and sure they all look nice
but to me their photos are like a mirage
their youthful looks short lived
like fading flowers in a meadow.
Bob Boyd
A trail of dead prostitutes in his wake
strangled to death in Austria
bodies left in forests
got out of prison early at age 40
had been imprisoned
for murdering a woman
became a famous journalist by day
a serial killer by night
killed prostitutes partly because
his mother had been a prostitute who
abandoned him as a child
probably also because
he was born a psychopath
Jack Unterweger.
Bob Boyd
I’ve had dreams where I thought I was still working.
How wonderful it was to wake up retired.
Bob boyd
Woman-less now for years, sometimes I remember
women I was romantically involved with in my life
and damn! for better or for worse, they
sure made my life more interesting
through, laughter, joys, heartaches and tears
they brought fascinating times to my years
and despite the disappointments, the heartaches,
the risks and uncertainties
sometimes, though rarely, I think I’d like to experience
some of those times again
as I remember how wonderful it was to feel a woman’s
tender touch, to see her eyes looking lovingly at me.
Bob Boyd
In 1999, forestry workers claimed to have seen
a UFO hovering over a herd of elk
supposedly one elk got separated from the herd
with the UFO silently, purposely, following it
moments later, the elk got sucked up into the UFO
without any signs of sliding doors or apertures
skeptics believe the forestry workers made the story up
maybe to spoof people who would believe them
I am one of those people who believe them
based on what I read about the sighting
based on all I’ve learned about aliens and many
UFO sightings all over the world.
Bob Boyd
My YouTube page is full of videos of dead women
young women murdered by evil, soulless men
my heart breaks for all these young women
who were often happy in their photos enjoying life
before they were brutally robbed of their precious lives
because all these women being murdered
outrages and saddens me so much
I’ll probably write a hundred more poems about it
I’ll never stop wondering why we have to have
rampant, unrestrained evil in this passing existence
and why young women in nearly incalculable numbers
have to have their lives ended by bloodthirsty monsters
instead of lives free from the horrors inflicted upon them
and I also often wonder hundreds of times or more
where’s the God of love in all of this?
Bob Boyd
His girlfriend was obsessed with ghosts
always watching ghost hunter shows
always reading about ghosts
he felt her obsession was a bit much
in the category of the macabre
especially when as he predicted
ghosts began appearing in their home
her obsession had drawn them in
she was quite elated; he was not
she stayed in the house, happy
he moved out, frightened
unable to be with her and her ghosts
though young, she died months later
he believed killed by the ghosts.
Bob Boyd
Long red orange beak
like a scimitar sword
built for picking
insects out of trees
metallic-green black bird
with small white streaks
red orange feet as well
as large as 17 inches
loud cackling chatter
sounds a bit alarming
saw one for the
first time today
South African bird cam
many unique birds there.
Bob Boyd