Poems by Bob Boyd

Many are the breakups,
Many are the divorces
Few seem to be the
high school sweethearts
whose love lasts a lifetime.
Some grow tired of what
was the loves of their lives.
Some grow apart when
the excitement dies down.
A few have murdered their
once loves of their lives.
Blessed are those whose
love lasts.

Bob Boyd

He Heard strange hissing sounds coming from his barn,
Something paranormal in the night he wondered, scared.
The eerie sounds ceased, and he could not find the source.
Some kind of vanishing ghosts or worse?
Heard it again next night, brought a gun and a flashlight,
Heard a whooshing sound inside the barn,
Only wind blowing through an open window.
At last he found the source of the hissing sounds,
A proud barn owl looking straight at him.

Bob Boyd

As a tall, skinny teenage kid
I wanted to get body builder big
lifted weights, popped protein pills
did body building exercises
I read about in muscle mags
lots of bench presses and curls
I got stronger, muscles got bigger
but I never got body builder big
I didn’t know about genetics then
and nobody was taking steroids.

Bob Boyd

Poodle dogs are smart
they’re also a little crazy
I’ve seen tiny poodles
charge at bigger dogs
though I admire their bravery
I’m sure some have been
torn to pieces because of it.

Bob Boyd

I’ve always found
graveyards peaceful
maybe it’s because
nobody’s acting crazy
nobody’s making trouble
if only living people
could be as peaceful
as those who are dead.

Bob Boyd

Married, in her old age sex was painful,
the enjoyment became torture.

Her husband the same age and less
controlled by carnal urges,

and a kind and sensitive man
was perfectly okay with a platonic love.

And they both knew real true love is above
physical pleasures.

Their marriage became a sweet return
to innocence and a greater, lasting love.

Bob Boyd

On a hike with a friend
in a national park,
he barely saw it coming,
ten feet tall and translucent.

He couldn’t make out its face
but its body looked largely
human.

He sensed it was menacing,
ducked when it charged him
and his friend.

In a millesecond, it snatched
his friend out of this existence
and it and his friend vanished.

Now he’s a person of interest;
the police think he’s crazy
enough to have killed his friend
based on his insane alibi.

Bob Boyd

After years of marriage, they got bored with each other
but stayed together, better than being alone.

In an attempt to fill their empty lives, they ate a lot of comfort food, got overweight and unsightly.

Died miserable, unhappy, and unloved, like many other couples for whom love has run out.

Bob Boyd

I wish I could have a chance
to redo my life
make less mistakes
do more things right
make better choices
avoid the pitfalls
I fell into in this life
I feel I could have
a better life
with a second chance
maybe I’m wrong
maybe everything
was as it had to be
and a redo would
only lead to different
mistakes and pitfalls
and I’d end up in
the same place
wishing I could have
a chance to redo my life.

Bob Boyd

Given death separates all lovers
far as we know.
Maybe it was best our love
didn’t last
and spared us the agonies
of one of us dying on the other.

Bob Boyd