Poems by Bob Boyd

He grew up rebellious
screwed up reckless rebel
troublesome in high school
kicked out many times
preferred playing pool
in an old pool hall
in a nondescript city

joined the military
didn’t adapt to the
required conformity
got in trouble there
busted down a rank
in correctional custody
had an insightful epiphany
maybe him not them

reinvented himself
embraced the military
became an officer
rescued a child in Nam
met the child’s mother
married her and
brought her and
her child to America

became a minister
led many sinners to God
when God took his wife
and adopted child
in a fatal auto accident
swore off religion forever

almost drank himself to death
after his loss of his family
one angry night killed a guy
in a drunken bar fight
disappeared after that

NYC detectives found
him ten years later in NY
homeless and incoherent
died on the way to jail
in the back of the squad car

Bob Boyd

A fairy known as Leanan Sidhe
came to me in the night
took me for her lover

too beautiful for any mortal man
to ever resist I succumbed
to her irresistible desires

With a single consummation
she became my muse
and I a barely literate man
was gifted with the ability
to write poetry

But alas I learned that
though she is beautiful
beyond all mortal women
she is a malignant fairy
that soon will kill me

Despite knowing she is
going to take my life
I cannot escape
her unbreakable deadly grip
on my beating heart
my dwindling life

her incomparable beauty
her supernatural love
keep me entrapped
in her deathly embrace

and maybe I’ve gone mad
and lost all my senses
but I will gladly surrender
my life to my Leanan Sidhe
and be in love with her forever

Bob Boyd

The ground just got a new addition
to its ever changing wardrobe
snow is all over it like a yuletide coat
long past the yearly white Christmas.
The ground is so taken with its new coat
that were it a supermodel in Paris or Milan,
it would be strutting down those catwalks
smiling and waving at the fashionistas
Maybe because it didn’t get to wear
its yuletide coat on Christmas day
when no snow came to decorate it,
the ground is so excited about it now.

Bob Boyd

She said she slept with 1057 guys in a day.
Bragged about it on her OnlyFans page.

What the hell happened to morality
when a woman brags about something
she should hide her face in shame about?

And what decent guy would ever want
to be with a woman who bragged about
her sordid screw-a-thon to the world?

And, worse, she appears to be proud
of screwing all those slimy guys.

No telling where her future will lead,
hopefully she doesn’t kill herself.

Maybe she’ll have a Come to Jesus
Moment and find God and attempt
to resurrect her dead morality.

Maybe she’ll keep having screw-a-thons
till the day she dies.

Bob Boyd

Finding old friends in the obits,
everybody in my generation
is dying these countdown days.
Death is having a field day
with my aging out generation.

Back in the sixties we rocked,
seemed like we’d live forever.
Now many of us are corpses
No longer forever young.

Some were ecstatic hippies
in the peace and love sixties.
Now they’re flower children
with the flowers in the ground.

It used to be only old people
died en masse all the time.
Now my generation is them
and Death is taking us out.

Bob Boyd

He met her in Italy
while on vacation
from his hectic life in the US.

She was an Italian beauty;
he couldn’t believe
his luck.

A hotel worker
warned him, “She is
la strega, the witch”
he said.

Inwardly, he laughed
at the foolish superstition
and fell in love with
his Italian beauty.

He quit his job in the US
and moved to Italy to
be with her forever.

But he soon saw the evil in her
when she put a curse on a kid
who bumped into her.

The kid died immediately.
She laughed upon
seeing him dead in the street.

After that, he told her it was over
and he was leaving her,
even though he thought
the death was a coincidence.

She screamed a curse at him,
when he was leaving,
and he laughed at her
going out the door.

On the plane flight back
to America, the plane
hit some air pockets,
and for a crazy few moments
he wondered if the
plane was going to crash
because of her curse.

The plane never crashed.
He chided himself for
being so silly when it
landed safely in the US.

When he got home that night
and went to sleep,
he saw la strega in a nightmare
burning him with the fires of hell.

He never woke up
from that nightmare.
When the police found
his charred remains,
they reported he died
from the rare
spontaneous combustion.

Bob Boyd

There’s hardly any information
about her

except she was born in LA
and in her 20s worked
as a saleslady in a
department store

before she became an actress
in the 50s and is known
or unknown for a horror movie,
Beast From Haunted Cave.

Not even Wikipedia gives
her any love. Not a word
about her there.

On a blog called DWRAGER DUNGEON
she gets some love as a “horror gal”
who did three other horror movies
and began her acting career
with a role on Gunsmoke in 1957.

Her last movie was Ski Troop Attack
in 1960 when she left the Hollywood starlights
and married a painter named John MacEllari.
After that she faded into the obscurity
that most of use live in and all of us
even the famous and the infamous
will eventually vanish into.

Appreciations to Sheila Noonan
for the entertainment she brought
to the world with her comely appearance
and her fine acting.

She died in 2019.
RIP lovely, talented lady.

Bob Boyd

O England how far you have fallen
from the great empire you used to be.
And what happened to your Christianity
when a man can be arrested
on the streets of England for praying?

Adam Smith-Connor, a patriotic man who served
for twenty years in England’s National Guard,
including a tour in the Afghanistan war zone,
was arrested for a brief silent prayer outside
an Abortion Clinic where he prayed for an
aborted son, an abortion he regretted
having been okay with over twenty years ago.

He was sentenced to an $11,000+ fine
and will be sent to prison if God forbid
he prays near an Abortion Clinic again
or does anything else deemed an offense,
like, for example, posting critical tweet
that British police will come to your house
and arrest you for.

I love the English people. I’m part English myself,
but I hate what their totalitarian government
is doing to them – and good English people
be careful of what you tweet.

Bob Boyd

Consider this a public service
in case you have to deal with vampires.

I learned a revelation from
watching a vampire movie today:
that a silver bullet not only
dispatches snarling werewolves
but those of the vampiric persuasion
as well.

I learned, to my surprise, that hawthorn
is highly effective as a deterrent,
and if you strike or stick a vampire
with a branch or even a twig, it renders
the creature of the night helpless enough
to effortlessly drive anything resembling
a stake through its evil heart
or to escape from it.

Of course, the old standbys still work:
crosses, regular or with Jesus on them.

Garlic around doors and windows
and on your person.

Some say crystals and charms
work too, but I wouldn’t bet
your unvampirized soul on it.

Better to stick with the tried and true.

Bob Boyd

I hate the monkey see monkey do
of people who parrot the latest sayings
and the latest words or phrases:
echo chamber, disingenuous, FAFO, et cetera.
I’m way better than being a mindless parrot,
but you do you.

Bob Boyd

I went to Walmart last night for the first time
in over a decade.

Upon entering the automatically opening doors,
the store ambience felt oppressive to me.

It all seemed too phony to me and I hated
how overcrowded it was.

It hearkened back to decades ago when
I heard groceries cost less at Walmart.

I went there with the prudent idea of
saving a lot of money

I filled my grocery cart with ten or twelve items
and rolled my cart to the cash registers lanes.

They had twenty or more of them with
only three open.

At those three the lines was at least
twelve people deep.

I got so exasperated at those long
and slow moving lanes

I said screw this and got out of
the lane I was in

and rolled my shopping cart and the items
back to where I had put the items in the cart.

I put the items back on the shelves
and never shopped for groceries

at Walmart again.

Tonight I had the same feeling
and walked out the automatically opening doors

without buying anything.

And I’ll never set foot in
a Walmart store again.

Bob Boyd

She was 25 or so
and sitting in the cancer ward.

No telling if the cancer she had
was going to kill her.

Imagine being in your twenties
and having cancer
and in the back of your mind
having to wonder
if you were going to live or die.

I heard her tell an older woman
that she had a new boyfriend.

I hoped to God she was going
to live long enough
for that relationship to blossom.

Bob Boyd

She looks in the mirror at 70 years of age
and sees a woman much younger there
that it pleases her to see.

It’s as if she has near eternal beauty that
even the years cannot entirely erase.

But when she sees a photo of herself
it disappoints her to see an old graying woman
with wrinkles, lines and age spots on her face.

She finds the illusion of her youthful mirror beauty
as mysterious as how time that used to
practically stand still when she was young
races by faster and faster now that she is older
and worryingly closer to the grave.

Bob Boyd

The betta swims around
in his ten gallon water home

sometimes he passes hidden
times in his betta cave
until he swims to the surface
for some needed oxygen

sometimes he blows bubbles
on the surface of the water
at the top of the aquarium

supposedly he’s making a nest
for the birth of a baby betta
despite not having a love

supposedly you can’t keep a
love with him because
like deadly human spouses
one will kill the other

maybe when he blows the bubbles
he’s dreaming of a betta soulmate
and what could have been
if he didn’t have such a
bad temperament and preferred
to be a solitary fish.

Maybe he’s not much different
from loveless humans dreaming
and wishing they had a love.

Bob Boyd

Though her looks faded
with the ruinations of time
she remained beautiful
on her glorious inside

and it gave her a glow
more beautiful than
her lost youthful looks

the glow was even
greater on the day she
died with a smile on
her ever lovely face.

Bob Boyd

We live in a world of spinning planets
like an infinite sea of spinning tops,
spinning tops that never stop.

God must be like a magician who
singularly keeps all these tops spinning
and spinning and spinning and spinning.

And I wonder how vast is the unobservable universe
and how many spinning planets inhabit it
and if anybody, no matter how smart,
really knows anything about it.

Bob Boyd

They followed their political party like lemmings,
that derided patriotism, ruined our country.
They didn’t care about the evil it had done.
Some didn’t realize they supported the evil.
They were made politically stupid by the MSM,
spoon-fed fake news and blatant lies daily,
oblivious to what was really going on in the world,
oblivious to the fall of a once great republic.
Thank God the infamy has ended, and the
republic is being restored to its patriotic glory.

Bob Boyd

A guy in New Jersey named Chris
at the great age of twenty-six
has spent $4,000 on his collection
of creepy dolls starting at age
sixteen when he became obsessed.

Some could say he has a creepy hobby
that he’s blown thousands of dollars on.
I say why not if it makes him happy.

And though I’m not into creepy dolls
or any other kind of dolls,
not even the celebrated Barbie,
I’d like to see Chris’s collection.
I’d like to see just how creepy
some of his creepy dolls are.

Bob Boyd

Throw those faceless young men
into a pointless war
and see what happens
with our flesh and blood
experiment.

It’s really all a game to see if
we can change a little country’s
politics to one more palatable to us.

And so what if we lose thousands
to young and horrible deaths,
they’re just faceless and
inconsequential to us
and entirely expendable.

Bob Boyd

She always dressed so nicely
when she was young and free
and had a beautiful figure
and a prettier than average face.

After she got married, she
no longer dressed as nicely
and put on 40lbs of weight
and lost her looks.

Her husband who looked happy
when they first got married
walked around looking so sad.

I could see their marriage
had its obvious death knell
and wasn’t surprised when
he left her for a woman who
dressed nicely and had
a beautiful figure and
a prettier than average face.

Bob Boyd