Poems by Bob Boyd

The world needs more people who kid around
fun people with sprinkles and sparkles of joy
who light up this world with a little merriment
lightheartedness in all the doom and gloom
interjecting healing, joyful laughter into it
oh how we need more of those people in this
world sometimes called the veil of tears
where like torrents of rain tears often fall.

Bob Boyd

Sometimes love goes well, sometimes not,
sometimes it’s deadly

a guy gives his heart to a
woman he thinks is his soulmate

a year later she cheats on him
and leaves him

a woman gives her heart to a bad boy
she liked the excitement and the challenges

two years later after much physical abuse
he beats her to death

a guy gives his heart to a sweet woman
a few months later, the sweetness is gone

he strays in the relationship hoping it will improve
but she keeps making his life miserable

a woman gives her heart a man with a lot of money
tells everybody she knows she got a great catch

but to him she’s just a trophy and a conquest
he’s incapable or real, true love

luckiest are those who despite the risks to their hearts
find true love that lasts for the rest of their lives.

Bob Boyd

Been following folklore, watching the stories on YouTube videos
but as bad as some of the monsters are in folklore stories
they pale in comparison to the monsters in the human world.

Bob Boyd

I learned today 200 people’s dead bodies
are on Everest

because you die there and you usually stay there
too dangerous to take your body down the mountain

but bravo to those with the grit to climb Everest
even at the risk of losing their lives

as for me, I’m not that brave or adventurous
I prefer climbing smaller mountains in life

that don’t require mountain gear
that don’t require climbing actual mountains

the mountain I climb is the mountain of trying to stay
sane and alive in this challenging, crazy world.

Bob Boyd

She was the kind of woman men dream of
she had the most beautiful exterior
like an angel that came down from heaven
but beneath that heavenly, angelic exterior
her demons and hell unleashed.

Bob Boyd

Reports about UFOs keep increasing
in the seas and in the skies
I think we are about to be visited
by the occupants of some of these
I hope their friendly extraterrestrials
and not unfriendly hostiles who talk
like this: bIjeghbe’chugh vaj bIHegh!

Bob Boyd

Mythological oddities are many
in mythologies all over the world
a woman with the body of a bird
a bird with a dog’s head
a woman with green hair
and razor sharp green teeth
a bull with a horn, like a unicorn
wronged women who died and
live in water and in birch trees
and drown men to their deaths
sometimes I wonder, who were
the imaginative individuals who
thought all these oddities up.

Bob Boyd

The head of beautiful woman
the body of a large bird
resplendent long hair, piercing eyes
dwells in a hidden, magical paradise
she’s knowledge, wisdom. prophecy
sings hymns, divine and magical
mesmerizes with her enchanting voice
she’s all-seeing and all-knowing
sees into the future, foretells future events
she’s the messenger of the Slavic gods
immortalized in stories and legends
Gamayun the seer, the wise, the beautiful.

Bob Boyd

Beautiful, benevolent Slavic goddess
spinner of golden thread
spinner of destinies
offerings of bread, honey and flowers
petitions of prayers and rituals
might invoke her to change your fate.

Bob Boyd

The hum of a small motor
the bubbling of water
the purification by a filter
the heat of a heater
all helping to keep fish
alive in an aquarium.

Bob Boyd