Poems by Bob Boyd

Songbirds, such as sparrows, don’t have
much of a chance to live long lives.
Predators kill 70 percent of them
before they reach old age.

How I hated to read about that.
Sweet singing little birds’ lives snuffed out,
always having to worry about being killed.
Awful way to have to live.

How I hate that part of nature.
How I wonder why a Creator set things
up like that.

If I didn’t believe in a benevolent God
it would be easier to accept the tragic
deaths of little singing birds.
Though I wouldn’t like it, I’d reason
that’s just the way it is.

But it saddens me that those little birds
don’t have much of a chance in life.
And always have to be fearful that
a lurking predator is going to end
them forever.

And I hate how there is so much
carnage in nature.

Bob Boyd

Once I saw an actress on a TV show
who said she wasn’t a joiner.
I identified with that. I’m not a joiner
either, never been a follower either.
I was always okay functioning as a
team in a work environment, but
to me that wasn’t being a follower.
In some ways not being a follower
or a joiner may be a weakness. In
other ways it may be a strength.

Bob Boyd

I’ve noticed some people thrive
on trouble.
They don’t seem happy unless
they have some chaos in their
lives.
They go out of their way to
stir things up.

I think they’re wired that way
from birth instead of being
born like normal people who
avoid trouble and chaos.

Just as a psychopath can’t
change his or her ways, it
might be these troublemakers
are the same, fated with
irksome destinies beyond
their control.

Bob Boyd

she was born unable to see or hear
and had various health problems.
died at age six painfully.
why had this innocent child had to
endure such a horrible fate
when others have comparably
normal, full lives?
perhaps the fates are crueler
to some and kinder to others.
maybe a God has nothing to do
with these human conditions
and it’s all just random events
whether one is lucky or unlucky
in this transient life.

bob boyd

her beauty was beyond compare
unlike any ever seen before
perfection in the female form
yet like a rose’s thorns
she has thorns within
used men like throwaway toys
drained them of their money
left them for men with more
shot one in a drunken rage
now she’s a caged beauty
withering away in prison

bob boyd

some people follow sports teams
it’s a big part of their lives
i’m not one of them
following sports teams has
never had any appeal to me
in a way i wish i could be
a sports fan
it provides a lot of excitement
in one’s life
and there’s always a game
to look forward to watching
with all the suspense and thrills
a harmless and fun addition
to one’s earthly life
perhaps therapeutic too
and something else to do
in a world where boredom
often lurks in a person’s life

bob boyd

in olden times when people were superstitious
they felt the forests were filled with spirits
some benevolent and some malevolent
now most people don’t believe such things
yet despite modernized beliefs
some of the forests hold dangers
as evidenced by the missing 411s
in national park forests where
people disappear and are never found

bob boyd

i remember seeing chimps in movies
always gentle and near human
tamed and fun all the time
in the movies they were in
it was all fun entertainment
until one ripped a woman’s face off
in the month of February 2009
i feel wild animals should
stay in the wild and
never be kept as pets

bob boyd

birds chatter in trees
insects chatter beneath my feet
most I cannot hear
I wonder if any fish besides whales
chatter in the sea
if so
I wonder what they talk about
and if they make small talk
or discuss more profound things
maybe some are telepathic
and read each other’s minds
like dead people are alleged to do
in the infinity beyond this world
and its seas

i’m not sure why
but i have reached
a state of equanimity
or maybe indifference
where i no longer care
if i were to die into
nothingness

if my like ended and
there was no afterlife
if what was me was
obliterated into
me no more forever
with every vestige
of what i had been
erased
i just don’t care

this is not just
false bravado
this is real
i just don’t care

based on the many
ndes i’ve read and
listened to

i believe the afterlife
is glorious
compared to earth life

but if all those wondrous
nde reports were illusionary
and one just died and that
was it and nothing more
i’m good with that

and quite frankly
if reincarnation is real
if we are all fated
to keep reincarnating
i would rather die
into nothingness than
to ever return to earth
again

bob boyd