Poems by Bob Boyd

Corrupt politicians keep cropping up.
Jesus Christ what has happened to America?
Lies, cheating, fraud, more exposed crimes.
Laws for thee, not for crooked politicians.
Are we ever going to see any convictions?

Bob Boyd

People said Mark and Mary
fought like cats and dogs,
wondered why they stayed
together in their crazy marriage.
They stayed married all their lives
I guess for them love meant strife
without which there were no sparks,
without which love was just too dull.

Bob Boyd

He found himself in a curious world.
Luminous flowers, transparent spirits.
Telepathic communications, no words.
Feelings of bliss and heavenly peace.
Thought it was just a lucid dream
until he traveled back to his body and
learned he was actually dead.

Bob Boyd

Born to Raise Hell

He was trouble in kindergarten,
trouble in grade school as well.
The prognosis doesn’t look good.
He was worse in high school,
had to be removed for truancy
and irredeemable behavior.
Joined the Marines, found he
had a knack for military combat,
channeled his antisocial behavior
into fighting wars, came home a
hero, settled down with a wife
his irredeemable behavior fixed,
until his wife left him for another
man, went crazy and shot them
both to death. Vanished after that,
and to this day he has never
been found.

Bob Boyd

Perhaps the Absolute is
purely impersonal.
Why do I think this
might be?
I don’t think a personal
God would allow so
much evil, so much
injustice in this world.
140 women and girls
murdered daily.
About 53 people murdered
every hour.
Hundreds to thousands to
millions of children sex
trafficked yearly.
I cannot believe a loving
personal God would
allow that.
I can believe an impersonal
God would be impervious
to it.

Bob Boyd

As the sun rose
the vampires receded.
Another night’s respite
from the fears and
the horrors.
Another chance to
plan ways to rid
ourselves of the
vampiric menace.
But the vampires
kept increasing as
more of us were
drained of blood
and turned into them.
I wish this could have
been one of those
stories where evil
lost and good won.
But in the end we
had to flee the
land we loved and
the vampires won.
Now we fear we’ll
never be far enough
from them, as some
of them were our
kin, and we fear
they’ll come for us
no matter the seas,
the mountains, the
lands between us.

Bob Boyd

I’m less than a pinpoint in the vast outreaches
of space. I’m not of much significance as one
of the billions of humans on this planet. Even
if I had risen to international prominence, I hope
I could have the same realistic appraisal of my
existence and a realistic humility about my
insignificance in the grander scheme of
whatever is the unfathomable purpose of this
fleeting and unpredictable life. I have to remind
myself of that as a sort of reality check from
time to time, not that I get on a high horse
about myself, but sometimes I forget about
how insignificant humans are in the entirety
of this universe and this impermanent world.

Bob Boyd

Megagram prehistoric dragonfly,
lived about 300 million years ago.
A wing span of over 2 feet, giant eyes,
toothed mandibles, sharp legs.
About the size of an eagle, probably
fed on prey like frogs and fish.
Died out during a mass extinction
event, the Permanian Extinction.
Thank God we don’t have to deal
with these giant insects today.

Bob Boyd

Some people feed on chaos.
They eat it day and night.
It must be like an ambrosia
that riles them up and
makes them excitedly high.

It must be like coming down
from an addictive drug when
the clashes and the troubles
start to fade away until they
make or find some more
chaos to eat another day.

Bob Boyd

Hundreds British flags held high
in the streets of Manchester,
England. Patriots marching in
protest trying to save their country,
a beautiful sight. It’s 1984 in 2025
in Britain. People arrested for tweets.
Illegals keep pouring in, housed in
fancy hotels. Crime surging everywhere.
Many women and young girls raped.
Patriots marching in protest trying to
save their country. I hope it’s not too late.

Bob Boyd