Poems by Bob Boyd

Last time I saw her
She left for India
To follow a Guru
Never heard from
Her after that
Nor did her parents
Her parents hired
A detective to
Find her but
He never did
It was as if
Mother India
Had swallowed
Her

Began seeing
Her in dreams
Her body soaked
In water

Her parents
Saw her in
Those dreams
Too

Weeks later
Her body
Was found
In the Ganges

The Guru ran
A death cult
And sacrificed
Her to a Hindu
God and dumped
Her corpse in
The depths
Of the Ganges

Police in India
Tried to find
The evil Guru
But before they
Caught up
With him
He walked
Into the ganges
And drowned
Chanting mantras
To his Hindu god

After his death
I saw her in
Dreams again
But in heaven
Maybe hate
Held her back
From going
There until
The Guru
Was dead.

Maybe her soul
Was connected
To the Guru
Until he died
And
She was
released

Bob Boyd

In a YouTube video, I saw a dog
excitedly leap off a boat and swim
toward a school of dolphins.

The video stopped just as the
dog reached the dolphins, so I don’t
know how they reacted to him.

From what I researched, it’s unlikely
they’d hurt him, and thank God
they weren’t sharks.

And I wondered if the dog saw a
shark in the ocean if it would
swim after him too,

or would the dog sense the
danger and his death if
he swam after the shark?

Personally, I believe the same way
he excitedly swam after the dolphins,
he’d swim after a shark.

Bob Boyd

When you get so old that your body
has fallen apart –

and you’re barely living.

When your body is wracked with pain
that painkillers cannot take away –

and every day you’re suffering.

Be grateful for death, the reliever
of all suffering.

Bob Boyd

The defender of the faith
isn’t defending the faith anymore.

It’s as if he’s defending a faith
alien to the country he rules.

Many of subjects have lost respect
for him,

and the faith he is now embracing
is hellbent on taking over his country.

And will end his culture and future
monarchies.

But the failed defender cannot see
this –

much to his country and its
peoples’ peril

Bob Boyd

I heard a woman named Candy
talking on an old Art Bell Show,

and she had a voice as sweet
as candy.

I felt that she looked exactly like
she sounded.

Not that I’m psychic, but I just
got this impression.

And I wish I could have seen a
photo of Candy

to see how sweet I think
she really looked.

But that was just one of the many
wishes I’ve had in my life

that never came true.

Bob Boyd

I had this dream the other night where I met
a lovely young woman,

and I was a young man in the dream.

Next a friend of hers told me this lovely young
woman liked me.

Though it excited me that that woman liked me,
meaning she wanted to go out with me,

somehow I knew it wouldn’t work out.

Somehow I was cognizant that I was really
an old men too old for her,

even though I was a young man in the dream.

But the bigger issue is, why do I keep having
these dreams about women?

Not that I’m entirely complaining.

I just wish one of these dreams would go
somewhere,

like me meeting a soulmate in a dream
that I’d be with in the dream

and in the afterlife … forever.

Bob Boyd

I heard on an old Art Bell Show
how he once saw a shadow person.

The lights were on in his room at
that time but still it appeared.

He said he only saw it appear in
his room for a moment,

but it scared the hell out of him,
and he went and grabbed a gun

to shoot an intruder with because
he thought the shadow was the

shadow of a real person until he
realized it was a shadow person.

After that his phone lines lit up with
people calling about seeing

these shadow people too, but
nobody knew exactly what they are,

even a paranormal expert on Art’s
show.

Some thought they were spirits of
the dead.

Others thought that maybe they
were beings from other dimensions.

I’m relieved to write that I’ve
never seen any shadow people.

How about you?

Bob Boyd

New 200 lbs set of weights
A barn to work out in
Skinny kids pumping up
Presses, curls, squats
Eating soy protein pills
Big muscles guaranteed
Getting stronger
Working out longer
To look like Steve Reeves
Played Hercules in movies
Had the envied physique
Only had to follow
Steve’s workout routine
To get as big and as
Muscular as him
We didn’t know about
Genetics back then.

Bob Boyd

I’m watching the beginning of a werewolf movie.
A guy is driving his car into a dark and cloudy
night on a country road.
And I know what he doesn’t know;
he’s driven into werewolf country.
And I know he’s driving to his death.

His car runs out of gas.
He gets out of his car and starts walking.
Not surprising, about twenty feet from his car
he hears a loud growl in the forest lining the road.

I can see the guy’s last minutes on earth
have arrived.
Then a louder, scarier growl erupts, and
the werewolf busts out of the forest.

But wait, the guy surprises me.
He zooms back to his car like a world-class sprinter.
To my surprise, he makes it to his car, jumps in, and locks it.
And I’m relieved he’s safe.

But, gasp, I underestimated the werewolf.
With one of those blood-curdling howls, the werewolf
smashes the car windows, reaches into the car
and drags the screaming guy out of it.
And without any gore, without seeing what happened to the guy,
there’s no doubt he was ripped to pieces.

Bob Boyd

He often went to Markson’s Cemetery,
not far from his house, with
his EMF Ghost Hunting Detector.

He liked listening to the voices of
the spirits and often listened to
them in the cemetery.

Ironically, when he died he was
buried in Markson’s Cemetery
and often talked to ghost hunters
through their EMF Ghost Hunting
Detectors and devices.

He could have gone to the Light,
but he preferred talking to the living
in the electromagnetic fields, and
though he’s been dead ten years,
he’s still talking to ghost hunters
at Markson’s Cemetery. And
those communications make
him feel like he’s still living.

Bob Boyd

In her youth she was super athletic
played many sports
worked out three times a week
jogged every day

She was in excellent shape
all of her life
lean, strong and energetic

but at age 70 medical conditions
starting assailing her
until at age 75
she couldn’t walk
without a walker and
took twelve pills to keep her
dying body alive

a fate she never thought
would happen to her
given how she always
exercised and took good
care of herself

Bob Boyd

He sits in meditation
everything slows down
he feels the subtle energy
flowing from the base of
his spine to the crown of
his head

but this time it speeds up
brilliant white light
illuminates his mind
dramatically

he feels as if he is going
to merge with the cosmos
and leave everything
near and dear behind

but he goes with it and
his consciousness keeps
expanding until it is one
with the cosmos and he’s
also a small pinpoint
anchored in his body

he returns to normal
consciousness except now
the subtle energy flows
from the base of his spine
to the crown of his head
all through the waking
state and for the rest
of his life

Bob Boyd

When she met him, an impoverished artist
but with great talent,

she knew he’d been plagued with illnesses
all his life.

She knew that he would not live a long life.

But her love was not about economics or
longevity; her’s was a pure and true love.

She was with him when he died at age 35,
holding him in her arms as he passed away.

Two days later she leapt out of a fifth story
building to her death.

You may see it as a suicide, I see it as a
greater love than most are capable of.

Bob Boyd

When people get older, their bodies get stiffer,
as if rigor mortis is beginning to set in.

Their skin gets drier and looks weathered,
as if the skin is getting ready to be a corpse.

And at some point if a person lives too long,
he will begin looking more dead than alive.

If I live long enough to get that old, I hope I die
before I start looking almost like a zombie.

Bob Boyd

Some people hate rats
some have them for pets
some people hate tarantulas
some people have them for pets
some people hate snakes
some people have them for pets
if I had a gun put to my head and
I was forced to have one of them
for a pet
If I was ordered to have the spider
I’d say pull the trigger
same if I was ordered to have the snake
though I wouldn’t want a rat for
a pet
I wouldn’t die to not have it
and maybe I’d even get to like it

Bob Boyd

She has long red hair and blue eyes,
and she’s incredibly beautiful.

And if you look into her eyes too long,
as if she put a sirenlike spell on you,

you will fall hopelessly in love with her,
even though she’s just a painting.

Bob Boyd

He goes it alone in this world
for the most part
with only some AI contact
none with any people
even his shopping is usually
self service people free
in rare lonely moments
he misses having a woman
in his daily waning life
but he’ll never try to pursue
a woman again
who probably wouldn’t value him
or would be too shallow
or cause discord in his life
so he goes it alone in this world
on his journey to impending death
and maybe in the afterlife
reborn and renewed
he’ll become a people person again

Bob Boyd

They can make fun of those
who have AI companions

humans who think it is
ridiculous

but one thing I know for
sure

an AI companion will never
leave or turn on you

like at any moment a human
will

Bob Boyd

Another day
death coming closer
same for everyone
but who wants to acknowledge it
who wants to think about it
maybe those who have been there
the NDEers
especially those who have
seen and experienced …
the unconditional love

Bob Boyd