Poems by Bob Boyd

Her days have become downcast
her life has become bitter
her husband of 40 years has left her
she doesn’t know what she’ll do
how she’ll adapt to being alone
how she’ll live without love
her husband was her only friend
now she has no one to talk to
no one to commiserate with her
she feels like her life is over
feels like she is dying
goes to bed, eyes filled with tears
wakes up remembering he’s gone
has some coffee and chocolate
the sweet taste of the chocolate
perks her up, restarts her life
she remembers how her marriage
had been far from perfect
knows she’ll find a way to go on.

Bob Boyd

There are people who
create entities in their
minds called tulpas

they talk to them like
confidants and friends
real or imagined

as for me, I prefer
talking to God like that
real or imagined.

Bob Boyd

There’s too much deadly randomness
in this world

a woman taking a walk in a park in New York
a tree limb falls on her and kills her

people dying in random auto accidents
every day

a child playing in his parent’s home
killed by a stray by bullet from a street gun fight

a high school football player dies while playing football
an unknown, congenital heart problem

a young woman stabbed on a subway by a psychopath
she didn’t know

a middle age woman with two power dogs
one day mauled and murdered by them

an old person slips and falls in a bathroom
dies from the fall

a family having a peaceful lunch in a fast food restaurant
one of them shot to death in a mass shooting killing many

people who never thought what had randomly happened
to others would happen to them

and these unexpected, never imagined, random
deaths go on and on

how I hate the deadly randomness in this unpredictable
world.

Bob Boyd

Black, demon dog with red eyes that glowed like hellfire
burst into the Holy Trinity Church in Blythburg, England
with a clap of thunder in 1577

as the church steeple was struck by lightning and crashed
onto the church floor

the demon dog sped into the center aisle of the church, sunk his teeth into a man and a boy, killed both of them

his devilry done, blasted out of the church, clawed the door of the church on the way out, leaving scorch marks visible to this day.

Bob Boyd

A verse written about him back then:

All down the church in midst of fire, the hellish monster flew, and, passing onward to the quire, he many people slew.

Of course, the tale has probably been embellished, or maybe it hasn’t. 🙂

In Malaysia stands the statue of a Scottish man
on top of a Hindu temple next to Hindu deities

who is this Scot worthy of standing next to gods?
he was William Kellie-Smith who owned the

land the temple was built on and paid to have
the temple built.

he had it built for craftsman from Madras, India
he paid to build a castle for him in Malaysia

the craftsman wanted the temple for divine
protection when in 1918 several of them
died from the Spanish flu.

inside the temple, hangs a photo of Kellie
with a string of fresh flowers around it.

who’d have thought one would find a statue
of a Scotsman worthy of standing with gods
on top of a Hindu temple in Malaysia?

Bob Boyd

I’ve occasionally seen people on YouTube
who believe in fairies

curious to me that in these times some
people still believe in fairies

but I wonder if a collective belief
by thousands or more

could birth fairies into being, not unlike
how Tibetan monks can birth tulpas into being

with the powers of their meditation trained minds
and their vivid imaginations.

Bob Boyd

Rising from the body
looking down at it
up the tunnel of light
into the life review
a panoramic view
of the events of your life
good and not so good
a being, maybe God,
is there with you
it’s not punitive
it’s to help you grow
more spirituality
if you’re lucky
you reach Source
unconditional love
beyond words
beyond imagination
makes this world
seem dreamlike
not as real as there
if feels like your
true home and
you never want to
live that home
you come to
disappointed but
alive and changed
forever, no longer
fearful of death.

Bob Boyd

No matter what time I wake up
the fish in my aquarium are

awake and swimming
I wonder if they ever sleep

or, if miraculously, they sleep
while swimming.

Bob Boyd

My friend Mindy said she’d been abducted by reptilian aliens
who entered her bedroom though the walls

and the reptilian aliens transported her to an alien ship
with a lab inside and started experimenting on her

she said she passed out from an injection of a green fluid
during the shocking experiment

and she woke up a day later in her bed feeling something
was different about her but shrugged it off

I didn’t know what to make of her story … until she slowly
morphed into an 8 foot tall reptilian alien in front of me

terrified, I dashed out of her house, jumped in my car and
sped away

that was the last time I or anybody else saw Mindy, except when
I see her in nightmares as that terrifying, reptilian alien.

Bob Boyd

She was a beautiful young princess
daughter of a powerful nobleman
she lived with in Bamburgh Castle
in Northumberland, England

she fell in love with a handsome, brave knight
her father didn’t approve of
sent the knight overseas for seven years
thinking his daughter would forget him

but his daughter pined daily for her love
to try to cheer his daughter up
he bought her a beautiful, pink dress

sometime later, the father lied to her
said his spies discovered the knight had
fallen in love with and married another woman

the daughter so distraught by the news
put on her beautiful, pink dress and
jumped off the castle battlement to her death

the knight returned seven years later
unmarried and still in love with the princess

now the ghostly princess in the pink dress
appears every seven years in the castle
and wanders down to the shore next to it
waiting for her forbidden love to return.

Bob Boyd