Poems by Bob Boyd

First came the missionaries
Then came the plunderers
The soldiers followed
The country fell
Having no military
To defend its land
From a foreign God
And a foreign power

Bob Boyd

beauty though
alluring
is like a mirage
here today
momentarily
gone tomorrow
transitory
never
ever after
fleeting like
this brief
life in the
blink of
eternity

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He had been with many women,
not as a womanizer just looking
for the right one.

But despite all those women,
he never found the right one
that would bring him the enduring
love he dreamed of beginning in
his teenage years.

He took solace in the fact that
others never found the right one
either, and even if you do find
the right one, it’s destined to
be temporary in this temporary
world.

Bob Boyd

he was a republican
a follower of trump
she saw him as a
right winger and a
nazi following a hitler
and politically stupid

she was a democrat
voted for biden
he saw her as a
supporter of
open borders
women raped
trying to cross
illegally into
the US
children sex trafficked
by cartels
hundreds missing
in the US
dangerous gang
members let in
tren de aragua
a 12-year-old girl
Jocelyn Nungaray
raped and strangled
to death by
dangerous illegals
from venezuela

because of their different
political affiliations
their love was doomed
and they parted
hating each other

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Some people from birth
Fated to be mentally ill
Inherited
Genetic
Where’s the fairness
In that
Despite the unfairness
The affliction
Some are able
To lead great lives
Some famously
Others with more severe
Psychological conditions
Not so
Were I born that way
And suffered with serious
Mental illness
That treatments
And pills
Could barely
Or not alleviate
I’d wonder
Why me
And were my condition
So severe
I could barely function
Even medicated
I can see how
I or most anyone
Could become suicidal
From the
Constant torment
Of it all

Bob Boyd

Saw a video about a man
who befriended a little
jump spider. He even said
it was cute. I was almost
able to agree with him,
but not quite. I just cant
find spiders cute or
even likeable. I see them
as the creepy crawlies,
and I just don’t like them.
Squeamish though I
might have been, I liked
that jump spider less
when I saw it eating
helpless live tiny insects
the man hand fed it.
But that’s just me.

Bob Boyd

Twenty city killer asteroids believed to be 460 feet wide
orbiting near Venus could one day strike earth with
the potential to destroy a largely populated area
on Earth, according to scientists.

Mercifully, this swarm of killer asteroids is not a definite
threat and may never collide with Earth, but it is
a threatening possibility. And one more
threatening possibility of the many that hover over us
in this luck of the draw world.

Bob Boyd

Despairing of her unanswered prayers to God to save her dying husband’s life,
a desperate, at wit’s end, woman calls upon Satan to save his life.

Help arrives almost immediately in the form of a smartly dressed woman who saves her husband’s life.

But as always is the case in tales and movies, dealings with the devil come with consequences.

The once good and kind husband becomes an evil man in a body without a pulse
Miraculously, he doesn’t kill anyone but almost does with the smartly dressed woman’s urgings.

A religious friend saves him with words and prayers and he extracts himself from the evil smartly dressed woman’s tenacious hold on him.

My takeaway from the movie is be wary of dealings with devils or sketchy people.

Bob Boyd

Some people seem addicted to attention.
I’m not saying that’s a bad thing; it’s just
how they are wired.

I’m wired differently. I don’t like a lot of
attention.

I’d be uneasy were I known all over the
Internet like some people have become

often through hard work and successful
self promotion, not easy to do.

Worse, some through scandalous behavior
or posting something that backfired and

got them Internet breaking attention
that mortified them.

I’m happier with being obscure and
unknown in my soul-satisfying seclusion.

Bob Boyd

days fading faster
nights getting shorter
accelerating his life
away

he’s reached a point
where he’s become
indifferent to it all

and if death means
he’ll be obliterated
into nothingness

he’s okay with that
too

Bob Boyd