Poems by Bob Boyd

Why do you go faster as we grow older
When we want you to go slower?
And why do you go slower
When we are kids and want to get older?
Are you an invisible trickster
Who delights in messing with us
Or is the problem within our bodies
And related to our changing biology?

Bob Boyd

At age twenty-four I lit up the movie screens
And all my male lead actors wanted me
I married seven of those handsome men
After six months the lure of my looks and theirs wore off
And with my career and theirs we had little time together
And since we always worked with beautiful people
Not one of those Hollywood marriages lasted
Either I cheated on them or they cheated on me
With exciting and gorgeous co stars we met on sets
Now I’m a white-haired, wrinkled old lady nobody wants
My beauty and my Hollywood fame like a faded dream
And despite my once alluring beauty and great fame
I’m all alone now and regretting I never found lasting love

Bob Boyd

Joshua Boggs (1890-1918)

I was a logger who chopped down
Cedars, Sequoias, Firs, and Pines
In the forests of sunny California
I had a strong back and a temper
A love for cheap corn whiskey
And a cheating wife named Minnie
One day I got home from work early
My ax slung over my broad shoulder
Caught Minnie with another logger
Lost my temper and went crazy
Chopped them both to death
Pieces and blood in the bedroom
Fled California right after that
To Greensboro, North Carolina
Found work as a farm hand
Fooled around with farmer’s wife
When the farmer found out
He shot me in the legs when I ran
Tied me up and carried me to
A pig pen filled with hungry hogs
He smiled and said bon appetit
And fed me to the snorting hogs
A gruesome horrible death
That even I didn’t deserve

Bob Boyd

I decided to make my country more multicultural
I always liked the mix of many cultures
And the cultural exchanges it would bring
People from all over the world living harmoniously
I let all manner of people and beliefs
Into my welcoming country but
Hadn’t counted on some cultures
And their religions and beliefs
Being incompatible with mine
And wanting to change my country
And hating its beliefs and politics
And even though I was top tier elite
Better than the common populace
I was too proud to admit I was wrong
And risk blemishing my exalted status
My experiment failed, reaped with discord
And a divided country became
Crime ridden and filled with hate

Bob Boyd

Big crowds exciting for some
Smothering for others
I’m one of the others
And when I see big crowds
In videos or in photos
The herds of humans remind me
Of herds of animals and seem
Of no more significance
Then those herds of animals
In the greater scheme of things

Bob Boyd

Jake and johnny were hoodlums in high school
Bullied many weaker kids beat some to pulps
Stole from discount stores never got caught
Seemed like future gangsters in the making
After high school both became boys in blue
Channeled their aggressions into an occupation
Where they got paid for busting heads and kicking ass
Always got away with it thanks to the silent Blue Wall

Bob Boyd

So many find their soulmates
Years later a different story
Breakups and divorces
Forever lost loves
Instead of forever loves
Maybe Cupid is a trickster
When with the pull of his bow
He shoots fake love arrows
Into the hearts of so many

Bob Boyd

Boyfriend and girlfriend
A quiet night enjoying seafood
Eating delicious raw oysters
Boyfriend wakes up sick
Learns girlfriend is dead
Vibrio Vulnificus the killer
Virus that enters seafood
When raw or undercooked
The grim reaper a cruel fiend
Can strike many so randomly
And break a thousand hearts

Bob Boyd

Three-year-old twins dead today in LA,
Cute little boys named Jestine and josiah,
Alleged from drugs laced with fentanyl.
Mother seemed caring in photos of her and them;
Now facing charges of child abuse and murder.
Such a heartbreaking loss for those concerned,
News story uncertain if by negligence or design.
And why do things like this have to happen
To innocents on this often troubled planet?

Bob Boyd

His country had become fragmented
Vandals getting away with tearing up cities
Miscreants setting buildings on fire
And hurling objects at the police
The government mostly looking the other way
Criminals favored over heroic police
Fools crying for a defunding of them
Yet calling them crying when crime visited them
Other hypocrites backing defunding had their own security
District attorneys so soft on crime citizens in peril

His country’s borders unprotected
Hundreds of thousands of illegals pouring in
Administration breaking the law by letting them in
Murderers and rapists and terrorists in the mix
Illegal votes more important than citizen safety
Sex traffickers coming over the border
An American dream and big bucks for them
Tons of Fentanyl pouring in too addicting many
Illegal votes more important than them too
God save his fragmented screwed up country

Bob Boyd