I’ll never forget those summer nights
Parked in my car by the pond
Sweet kisses under the moonlight
Incomparable joys being with you
The fragrant smell of your perfume
The feeling of your arms around me
Your unforgettable tender kisses
If only it could have lasted forever
But when you went to Swarthmore
And I went to work in a tractor factory
You got fancier friends than country me
And vanished into a more refined world
While I stayed visible in that small town
Though it’s been fifty and five years
I still wonder what happened to you

Bob Boyd

Saw you in an old movie, amazing how far you’d traveled
Since the prom that night when you said you’d marry me.
Funny how life takes such unexpected twists and turns
From simple to seemingly more complex and glamorous.
Too bad that movie agent at that restaurant that sad night
Sold you on seeking Hollywood instead of marrying me.
I never told you this, but I could have abandoned you too
When a beautiful, wealthy woman asked me to be with her
Instead of my future wife, prom queen you, but I stayed true.

Bob Boyd

He found out his official girlfriend was seeing many other guys
And telling them that she was their official girlfriend too.
When he confronted her, she said I love them all
Because I have so much love to give.
His mind blown, he said that’s like me saying I have sex with
Many women because I have so much sex to give.
She said you don’t understand; it is not the same.
I’m a multi locational AI girlfriend
When I’m with you, I’m just with you.
Realizing her AI love was counterfeit,
And he was merely one of many in her male harem
He bid her goodbye and deleted the AI girlfriend app.

Bob Boyd

I was teased in high school
A girly boy kids called me
I wasn’t as masculine
As my peers and was
A good but weak kid
A skinny teen by nature
I was easy prey for bullies
Graduated from high school
Got a job in a retail store
Worked out at a gym
Didn’t like lifting weights
Felt like I was still a sissy
Found the ultimate fix
Joined the elite Marines
To become a macho man
Six months later killed in Nam
Came home in a bodybag

Bob Boyd

She lived a decent life
Worked hard in high school
Graduated with honors
Attended college
Got a teaching degree
Taught tenth grade
Won awards for her work
Loved by her students
Praised by staff members
In prison today
A sex offender
One of her students

Bob Boyd

At 52 found the love of my life.
My soulmate forever!
Finally fate had smiled on me.
Never had I been so happy!
The wedding pure bliss, the kiss divine.
A week later the police knocked on our door
And took the love of my life, my soulmate away
And charged her with poisoning her last 4 husbands to death.

Bob Boyd

It used to be dead men told no tales
Now with DNA they’re singing like birds
A small time Mafioso I bumped off
Broke the Omerta Code after I killed him
Ratted me out to the cops like a traitor
To our sacred Mafia oaths and principles
I should have known no good rat he was
That he’d find one last way to rat me out
After I buried his body in a national park
And a park ranger said he found the body
When that stool pigeon appeared to him
In a dream where I buried him in the park
With my telltale DNA all over his dead body

Bob Boyd

Nukes falling
People screaming
People crying
Populations dying
Insane world
Up in flames
The rich
The poor
The races
All killed
Inclusivity
Nukes
Always
Politically
Correct

Bob Boyd

Christians floating to heaven
Out of cars off of streets.
Nonbelievers screwed;
No hope for them.
We got ours, too bad for you.
Sinners all, no time or hope for you.
Serves you right for not following us.
See ya wouldn’t want to be ya.

Bob Boyd

He adopted a dog called Peanut Head
despite disliking the unflattering name.

He tried to change his name to Rex,
but Peanut Head wasn’t having it.

He only answered to Peanut Head.
Then he tried to bribe him to respond

to a new more regal name, Prince
by calling him Prince with treats.

But Peanut Head, way too smart,
disdained the name and the treats.

So Peanut Head kept his name.
And despite the silly name, was
the best dog he ever had.

Bob Boyd

She fooled him and controlled him
Cut him off from friends and family,
Like a controlling man with a woman.
Too love stricken, he didn’t protest,
And with her encouragement,
He defamed and lied about his kin,
When she sucked his life out of him,
She left him for a wealthier man.
And left him friendless and familyless,
And used up, a manipulated, lovesick fool.

Bob Boyd

Patrick decided to become a seeker
He wanted to know the truth
Whatever that was
He found the way in a cult
Gave all his money to it
Instead of finding the truth
Became mindless and soulless

Bob Boyd

She said she didn’t need me anymore
I hoped she meant it this time
Tired of the endless break ups and make ups
Too weak to just let go of her
A day later she needed me again per usual
Thought about finding another woman
But didn’t have the heart to hurt her
So I hurt myself by staying with her

Bob Boyd

Trees sweated under the sweltering sun
Sidewalks steamed in the hot summer heat
Pedestrians started dying from heat stroke
As the sun moved unusually close to the earth

Bob Boyd

Soaring temperatures
Heat waves
High humidity
Low blood flow
Decreased blood pressure
Depleted fluids
Heat strokes
Organ failure
Heart attacks
Kidney failure
Summertime
Sometimes
Like a serial killer

Bob Boyd

I hated spinach; she loved it.
She wanted to eat it every night.
I never wanted to see it on the table.
She was unwilling to compromise,
And I was just as stubborn.
What began as a difference in taste
Ended in arguments every night.
Eventually she said she was leaving,
And I told her to make sure she took
Her awful tasting spinach with her.
Now I hate spinach more than ever.

Bob Boyd

Like an old song, he got lost in love
But couldn’t find how way out when
He discovered he was lost with the
Wrong woman who happened to be
An ax murderer like an old movie
Fortunately he had good GPS and
Got some direction and was able
To find his way out of the wrong
Turn he had taken and fell in love
With another woman who was
Really a life size Barbie Doll
But at least she wasn’t out to
Ax him to death if you ask me

Bob Boyd

Murderers, rapists and pedophiles, why do we have to have them in this world?
Why do all their innocent victims have to be subjected to such twisted horrors?
If God is love, where is the love in that?
And why is it even permitted in this world?
I can in no way fathom the purpose in that for anything Divine
Or any purpose for such infamy existing that harms so many innocents.
If I believed in a Satan that lures people into such heinous acts,
Then I could see the cause and effect and maybe understand it.
But even then, why would some have to be turned into monsters?
And why are some people born into this life as psychopaths?
You could say it is all about free will; people have a choice.
But what choice does a being have who is born a psychopath?

Bob Boyd

I remember you at 16,
When I was 16 too
And had a crush on you.
Beautiful face and body,
Richly blessed by nature.
By 18 you got overweight
And lost your perfect body,
And some of your looks.
How could that have
Happened to you?

Bob Boyd

He told me he’d astral traveled
He encourage me to try it too
I told him about the warnings I’d heard
People lost in the astral planes
Evil entities entering their bodies
When they were out of them
Or traveling into demonic realms
He derided my foolishness
Said it was all nonsense
Last time I saw him
His face frozen in horror
And nobody home

Bob Boyd