indecency

people bragging about things
that used to be embarrassments
that they used to be ashamed of

people awarded with some fame
for classless and indecent acts
few awarded with some fame
for noble and gracious acts

in this ever spinning world
many are out of orbit with
what used to be decency

bob boyd

Will-o’-the-wisp Love

Through many loves
and some marriages
lasting love eluded him,
like a bird fleeing a feline,
like a felon fleeing a fed.

Just when it seemed he’d
found true and lasting love,
like a mirage sooner or
later it had vanished.

Steadfastly he tried again
and again and again
but like a will-o’-the-wisp
it faded away and vanished
in the sobering day of
yet another forlorn love.

Bob Boyd

A Zen Master’s Observation

Ikkyu wrote something about how there was a skeleton
propping up the body of the woman you are fondling.
I found that a little too real, unsettling thought,
not that I’m fondling any women in my dwindling days
but I find it close to macabre to think of a woman
as just flesh propped up by bones.
Though I have to concur, Ikkyu certainly made a point
about the impermanence of humans, love and life.

Bob Boyd

Some Have It, Some Don’t

Vic lacked the Midas touch
unlike his friend, Benny.
Benny had the knack
for making money easily.
Everything he tried
became successful and
profitable.

Vic couldn’t succeeded
at anything he tried
and went bankrupt
over and over like a
natural born loser.

Maybe people like
Benny have more
luck than others who
try the same things
and try them the same
ways but fail miserably.

Whatever the case, it’s
unfortunate that some
have it and some don’t.

Bob Boyd

Tripwire Lunacy

A wife and a mother, she lost her mind when Trump got elected.
She screamed and acted like a lunatic and ran into a wall
while her husband in the background told her to calm down.

I wondered how he could have married a woman so unhinged
and how long their marriage would last after she acted like a lunatic.

Her craziness didn’t bode well for him. She probably was given
to over reactions about other things.

And I suspect the day would come when she’d blow up too much
and tax her husband’s patience beyond any human’s limits.

And he’d finally reach his breaking point and get the hell
away from his wife’s tripwire lunacy.

Bob Boyd

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