Her path in life
possibly predestined
was to be burdened
with insanity before
age twenty three

why did this happen?
why did this have to be?

why couldn’t she
have had a sane life
like most others?

why did she have
to lose her mind?

what in creation
creates ill fates
like this?

why do some have
to suffer the scourge
of insanity

while others it never
touches?

you could say
emphaticlly it’s
bad karma

but be honest
you really don’t
know

you’re just parroting
what you’re read
or heard

as for me, I can’t
offhandedly
and unknownly
claim it’s
bad karma

but, if I had to
guess, I’d guess
it was something
random and
unfathomable.

Bob Boyd

Those innocent
cute babies
cradled in their
mother’s arms

sweet bundles
of delight
joys to behold

looking at those babies
in their
adorable innocence

it’s hard to
imagine what
a few of them

will grow up
to be

nearly unfathomable
to see or believe
that a few of them

out of thousands
probably millions

will grow up
to be serial killers

but alas some
innocent babies
do

their innocence
replaced with
malevolence

from sweet newborns
to the cruelest
of killers

from innocents to
the slayers of
innocents

mostly young
women

if there’s a God
that’s loving
which I believe
there is

how could that God
ever allow this?

Bob Boyd

Adorable
really adorable
with the
the sweetest voice
I ever heard
she had a
crush on me
a gift from God
some could easily
say, if they ever
saw and heard her

but she was only 27
and I was 70
I was born too
early
she was born
too late

alas, as if
cursed by
fate

the gift from
God could
never be.

Bob Boyd

She delivered my Amazon delivery
today

She placed it in the wrong but
okay location

I didn’t see it in the right place,
so I came out of my apartment building

to look for it and saw her, a beautiful
young African American woman in her Amazon truck

I asked her politely where the delivery was
she said up the flight of stairs in front of the door

(that is the back door up those stairs to the
hallway in which my apartment is located)

she said she couldn’t get the code to work
at the front door

so she hiked up the back stairs and left
the package there, close enough 👍

she offered to get the package and bring
it to me

I said no need, easier for me to just open
the back door

and I don’t want you to have to go back
up those stairs again

I said thank you for the delivery, and
she smiled such a wonderful smile

I said I like your hat (a beautiful orange
hat that looked great)

she smiled and said I like your hat
too, (a burgundy Gatsby hat)

in that brief moment, that fleeting exchange,
she looked absolutely beautiful to me

I felt there was even greater beauty in her
and goodness in her soul

for a fanciful moment, I briefly thought how wonderful
it would have been to be young and with her.

Bob Boyd

Some
UFO experts
and abductees
claim
the aliens
extract semen
from males
and ova
egg cells
from females
the purpose
being to
create a
more peaceful
hybrid
to keep
this world
from being
blow to bits
in a
nuclear war.

Bob Boyd

As the moon grows pale
in the passing of the night
so does her beauty
his handsomeness
their lives
as the sun grows bright
in the beginning of the day
death lights up
rejuvenates
her beauty
his handsomeness
their lives
like the moon
full and radiant
in the darkness
the rejuvenating
reborn night.

Bob Boyd

Damn! the pull of the need for romantic love
is so goddamn, magnetically powerful
even a age 80, occasionally I feel its pull
especially in dreams when I’m with a woman
never erotic, far as I can tell, usually romantic
I think that’s a manifestation of the love bug
in dreams since I don’t pursue it
or have it in the reality of the waking world
though at times in this world I weaken
I think of how nice it would be to have
the company of a woman physically and
mentally attractive and entertaining to me
when it’s good, it’s heavenly, when it’s bad
it’s like hell, or at least, close to it. 🙂

Bob Boyd

The chaotic movement of objects
all about a room
no sightings of ghosts
no eerie sounds
no chilling of the air
not an angry spirit
psychics cannot discern it
a living agent
a person’s unconscious
the unnatural cause of it
connected to girls
and young women
the Poltergeist phenomena.

Bob Boyd

She reclines next to a mountain
looking so serene and so beautiful
which is all many men will see of her
she is far more than the superficial
her mind is a world of wonders
she’s lovelier inside than any other
she’s like a goddess of unsurpassed
wisdom, wit and, above all, love
pity few men will ever know her
or be worthy of her immeasurable love
and all the treasures within her.

Bob Boyd

Jack and Jill went up a hill
Jack came down without her
Jack called the police
said Jill went missing
maybe one of those 411’s
police considered Jack
a person of interest
but had no body to
prove he murdered her
Jack said he saw the
Mad Hatter up there
thought he might have
murdered Jill, bat crap
crazy as Hatter was
Hatter had an alibi
in Wonderland having
tea with Alice and
the Cheshire cat
off the suspect hook
a week later a UFO
spotted above the hill
Jill came down the hill
immediately after that
confessed to running
away from Jack to have
a fling with a handsome,
debonair Nordic alien
case closed.

Bob Boyd

Original Nursery Rhyme

Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch a pail of water;
Jack fell down and broke his crown,
and Jill came tumbling after.

Up Jack got, and home did trot,
As fast as he could caper,
To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob
With vinegar and brown paper.

When witch bottles
were in fashion
in the 17th century
protections against
evil spells and witches

a priest, Father Artemus,
schooled in occult sciences
heard many complaints
that the bottles of urine,
pins, needles and salt
didn’t work

he conjured up
a potent formula,
put it in a witch bottle

when left opened in
a house at night
would capture
a witch’s spirit
the witch’s body
would burn
to ashes

but his improved
witch’s bottle
vanished forever
7 days after he
invented it

the written formula
never found
father Artemus’s body
burned to ashes
a witch riding a broom
under a full moon
cackling and holding
his potent witch bottle.

Bob Boyd

When it was believed
evil witches
roamed the land
flew in the air
witch bottles
were everywhere
home security for
protection against
witches’ curses
“remedy for
flipping a
curse back
on the witch”
according to
English astrologer
Joseph Blagrave
urine, three pins
or needles
a pinch of salt
sealed in a bottle
got yourself
a witch’s
bottled repellent
safeguarded
against
their harmful
spells
their deadly
curses
their nightly
home intrusions

mummified cats
in walls too
often stuffed
in new homes
for additional
protection
against witches
everywhere
superstitions
run amuck
innocent women
out of luck.

Bob Boyd

In a town called
Wotton-Under-Edge
in merry old England
sits the ghost infested
spirit filled Ram Inn
child skeletons
found under it
broken blades
in their bodies
possibly pagan
sacrifices
people have been
attacked by
spirits there
an incubus feeds
on male hormones
a succubus feeds
on female’s
holy moly
saints preserve us!
sounds like hell
entities reside
in the Bishop room
a screaming man
a dark monk
a woman
hanging from
the ceiling
upside down
and six others
beds that levitate
a hair raising scare
it’s believed
devil worship
took place there
the kitchen
haunted too
a young man
thrown against a wall
by a malevolent ghost
of spooky things
there’s much more
go there if you dare
stay there for a night
pray you don’t
die of fright.

Bob Boyd

Potpourri of the paranormal
high strangeness happenings
no telling what you will feel or see
unexplained phenomena
shadow people
black eyed children
dogmen, wendigo
maybe a ghost or a few
some UFO sightings too
cryptids also there
maybe their lair
poltergeist activity as well
when it gets real scary there
almost like being in hell.

Bob Boyd

Be there any human
with the unconditional
love of a dog?

As an observer of
humans for many
decades, I doubt there
is.

I doubt even Catholic saints
could come close

to that selfless love
that comes naturally
to a dog.

Bob Boyd

Just like we have fake news today
conning people into believing many lies
poisoning their minds with blatant untruths
I see a parallel between the word of mouth
and written news about witches yesteryear
when many innocent women were hunted
tortured and burned at the stake
that bogus belief repeated over and over
like a powerful mantra seeped into the
collective consciousness of superstitious
people making them believe in witches
it indoctrinated people like with dark arts
into torturing and murdering innocent woman
into enjoying and cheering when they
saw innocent women being burned to death
woe to all those complicit in that fake news
woe to those who murdered innocent women
true believers of the dark arts, fake news lies
and I wonder what happened to them
when they and that heinous fake news died.

Bob Boyd

On a radio program, heard a UFO researcher
say maybe aliens come from the astral plane

he claimed some people had even seen
deceased loved ones near UFOs

never heard that theory before
always thought any real or imaginary

denizens of an astral plane
could not traverse that plane into our world

the exception I could imagine is
astral beings appearing in human dreams

or disembodied spirits, ghosts and the
spirits of those who passed on

but not aliens allegedly appearing
concretely and abducting people

from out of the astral plane
instead of another planet or dimension

I find the concept of astral plane aliens
hard to believe

interdimensional I can accept
aliens appearing and disappearing into dimensions

but, perhaps, astral planes and other dimensions
are the same

which would give the UFO researchers belief
some credence

yet I just cannot believe aliens come from the astral plane
but what do I know? I’m no alien researcher.

Bob Boyd

An evil SOB, he sacrificed dogs to a demon
to attempt to get supernatural powers from it

after he sacrificed the 13th dog, a toy poodle,
he gained a single supernatural power –

the power to feel the spirits of the dogs he slaughtered
biting him mercilessly

the accumulation of those 13 dogs biting him
(painful as real bites), every day and night

shocked his mind and body to the point
he died from the trauma of the unrelenting pain

now he resides in a hell with the demon
he sacrificed those innocent dogs to

that torments and tortures him
relentlessly … unbearably … unendingly.

Bob Boyd

Walking along a solitary path
in a quiet woods

to walk off the depression
from the loss of a love

I spied a fairy-like woman
walking toward me

intending not to scare her
I didn’t walk close to her

I didn’t looked away from her
nor breathed a word

but she said, “Hey, you!”
and when I looked at her

her eyes met mine
imbued me with bliss

then she turned into a swan
and flew into

a sky that turned iridescent
for a minute

as the fairy turned swan
disappeared in it

my mind was totally blown
my depression completely gone.

Bob Boyd

Alas, where have those missed opportunities
with the right women taken wing to?

Why could I not have been wiser and
have intuited the right ones in my youth
and even in older ages?

Maybe that pretty one who kept looking at
me in that store next to our high school
when I was too dumb, too inexperienced,
to see she was into me.

Maybe she could have been the right one,
the lifetime love, I’d still be with today.

Perhaps that beautiful one who
was into me that I didn’t know about
till a friend of hers told me she was years later,
too late, when she was married to another.

Lord, how I wish like with a butterfly net
I could have netted one of those
missed opportunities and been with her
for all my life.

But, woe upon woes, I never did.
I only netted, or got netted by …
the wrong ones.

Bob Boyd