Poems by Bob Boyd

two college girls go on a vacation
to a faraway land to hike in a
jungle by themselves
halfway through the hike
something goes wrong
only their backpacks are
found and the girls have
mysteriously vanished without
any signs of foul play or
animal predation
searches went on for weeks
dogs, trackers and the like
but the girls were never found
the locals claim UFOs were
often seen in the area where
the girls had hiked
the authorities rediculed the
rumors aliens had taken the girls
but somewhere the unconscious
bodies of the girls are imprisoned
in tall upright tubes for study by
alien scientists for their desire
to create a hybrid human alien
race of advanced beings
according to a strike force team
of remote viewers

Bob Boyd

It was to be a peaceful getaway
For Mr. and Mrs. Durham, a
vacation from their small town
in Idaho to Montreal, Canada.
Both in their 80s, they’d never
been out of Idaho. At an age
with death nearer, they wanted
a memorable getaway in their
waning lives. On the morning
of their flight to Canada, they
didn’t wake up. As fate would
have it, they took a flight into
the afterlife instead. Maybe
in spirit they went to Canada,
but I suspect they went to a
better destination instead.

Bob Boyd

Any fool can ask directions.
Any weak-minded weakling
can cave in and like a lost sissy
compromise his manhood
by embarrassingly admitting
he’s lost and needs directions.

Can you imagine Rocky ever
weakly asking directions,
as if his mega masculinity
had been emasculated?

Imagine seeing the Terminator
meekly asking directions
as if his testosterone was in
the tank and he lost his
gargantuan cajones.

It takes a real man to man up
and keep his testosterone
intact, to refuse to sacrifice
his manhood by weakly and
meekly asking for directions.

Better and more manly to
drive around lost for hours
than to succumb to being
a girly man and asking
for directions like a woman.

Bob Boyd

Blanche Moonier, a French socialite born in in 1849,
Beautiful and desired by many suitors,
She wanted to marry a penniless lawyer.
Her parents objected.
But Blanche was determined
To marry her love.
Her parents locked her away in a tiny room
To try to persuade her to give up her love.
Blanche refused and was kept in the room
With no light. No bath. Nor a washroom.
Her family kept her there for 25 years
Long after her lawyer love had died.
When the police were notified of her imprisonment,
They found her living in her own feces and in filth
In the tiny, lightless room with bugs and an odious smell,
Her mind damaged by the years of isolation,
Her body emaciated like a barely living skeleton.
After her rescue, she spent her final years
in a psychiatric hospital with many psychological disorders,
And died at age 64 in the hospital, a broken, pitiful woman
Never healed of her many mental health problems.

Bob Boyd

I knew a guy who was always calm as a rock.
I couldn’t understand how he always seemed
to have an unruffled demeanor.
He had the kind of calm I lacked, impossible
for me to stay calm as a rock, unshakable
as a stone.
I asked him one day he was always able to
always remain so incredibly calm.
He said it’s all like a ruse. I’m a nervous
wreck inside. I just hide it well.

Bob Boyd

They are quick to insult others
in online comments, chats and forums.
They sometimes say evil things like kill
yourself without a twinge of conscience,
without a care for the effects of their words.
I think they must have some evil in them
to take satisfaction in meanness and in
attempting to harm others with insults
behind the anonymity of their computers.
But then again, some humans are born
psychopathic and can’t help themselves.
Maybe these online mean people are
in the same category, but that still
doesn’t excuse their hateful behaviors.

Bob Boyd

Upside down, turned around people
in this spinning, topsy-turvy world.
Their behaviors and ideas often lead to
crazy beliefs like the world is flat,
like the exact day the world will end,
like nobody ever landed on the moon,
and other strange beliefs that could
make a rational person’s head spin.

Bob Boyd

Rockstars dying young,
short lives of glory
in the fast lane of rock.
Going out with a bang,
Like fireworks exploding,
illuminating the night skies.
The cost of rockstar fame,
higher than they imagined,
paying with their lives.

Bob Boyd

She got old. Her days were dreary
No challenges. No surprises.
No hopes. No dreams.
No romance. No man in her life.
Nearing her end at 80.
Alone in the world.
Nobody caring about her.
Living a depressing life.
Never thought she’d Come to this.

Bob Boyd

An incompetent government.
Uncaring and dismissive.
Not taking care of their people.
Putting foreigners ahead of citizens.
Stifling freedom of speech.
A country reaching a boiling point.
A powder keg about to explode.
Citizens becoming more enraged.
Immigrant crime out of control.
Thousands coming in illegally unvetted.
A once great country in chaos.
A once great country on the brink of collapse.

Bob Boyd