I’m not a Buddhist
but I like Buddhist architecture
like the way the temples look
pity I’ll never get to visit one
Bob Boyd
My Archived Poetry Blog With 3,750 poems
I’m not a Buddhist
but I like Buddhist architecture
like the way the temples look
pity I’ll never get to visit one
Bob Boyd
Maybe a woman is what my heart wants in dreams,
even though my head isn’t into it when I’m awake.
Perhaps my heart overrides reason in the
dreamscapes where my mind seems subdued.
It is said the heart knows what it wants.
Maybe in my case it’s true, despite my denying it.
Perhaps when I die, I’ll know the truth, and my
heart and my mind will finally be in agreement.
Bob Boyd
I hear a man talking about AI Psychosis.
I don’t believe a bit of it.
However, I know some people are more
susceptible to mental health issues,
whether from using AI or from many
other causes.
I think to blame AI for one’s ills is
an injustice to the many benefits of AI.
Easier to blame AI for a single
person’s mental health issues.
And to ignore all the people who have
no mental health problems from it.
Bob Boyd
Petite
elegant
exotic
lovely
dainty
unique
and I
think
generally
better
mannered
than
many
Western
women
and
not
submissive
as some
men think
besides
one
should
want an
Asian
woman
as an
equal
partner
not as
a woman
unequal
to you
that’s not
real love
that’s not
proper
appreciation
for a lovely
Asian woman
Bob Boyd
I woke up remembering you,
even though you are no longer living.
I woke up thinking about when our
times together were so good.
In the haze of waking I forgot about
when things went bad.
As my mind cleared my thoughts
about you began to fade.
Just like my love for you faded
away long ago
when you neglected me.
Bob Boyd