In a town called
Wotton-Under-Edge
in merry old England
sits the ghost infested
spirit filled Ram Inn
child skeletons
found under it
broken blades
in their bodies
possibly pagan
sacrifices
people have been
attacked by
spirits there
an incubus feeds
on male hormones
a succubus feeds
on female’s
holy moly
saints preserve us!
sounds like hell
entities reside
in the Bishop room
a screaming man
a dark monk
a woman
hanging from
the ceiling
upside down
and six others
beds that levitate
a hair raising scare
it’s believed
devil worship
took place there
the kitchen
haunted too
a young man
thrown against a wall
by a malevolent ghost
of spooky things
there’s much more
go there if you dare
stay there for a night
pray you don’t
die of fright.

Bob Boyd

Potpourri of the paranormal
high strangeness happenings
no telling what you will feel or see
unexplained phenomena
shadow people
black eyed children
dogmen, wendigo
maybe a ghost or a few
some UFO sightings too
cryptids also there
maybe their lair
poltergeist activity as well
when it gets real scary there
almost like being in hell.

Bob Boyd

Be there any human
with the unconditional
love of a dog?

As an observer of
humans for many
decades, I doubt there
is.

I doubt even Catholic saints
could come close

to that selfless love
that comes naturally
to a dog.

Bob Boyd

Just like we have fake news today
conning people into believing many lies
poisoning their minds with blatant untruths
I see a parallel between the word of mouth
and written news about witches yesteryear
when many innocent women were hunted
tortured and burned at the stake
that bogus belief repeated over and over
like a powerful mantra seeped into the
collective consciousness of superstitious
people making them believe in witches
it indoctrinated people like with dark arts
into torturing and murdering innocent woman
into enjoying and cheering when they
saw innocent women being burned to death
woe to all those complicit in that fake news
woe to those who murdered innocent women
true believers of the dark arts, fake news lies
and I wonder what happened to them
when they and that heinous fake news died.

Bob Boyd

On a radio program, heard a UFO researcher
say maybe aliens come from the astral plane

he claimed some people had even seen
deceased loved ones near UFOs

never heard that theory before
always thought any real or imaginary

denizens of an astral plane
could not traverse that plane into our world

the exception I could imagine is
astral beings appearing in human dreams

or disembodied spirits, ghosts and the
spirits of those who passed on

but not aliens allegedly appearing
concretely and abducting people

from out of the astral plane
instead of another planet or dimension

I find the concept of astral plane aliens
hard to believe

interdimensional I can accept
aliens appearing and disappearing into dimensions

but, perhaps, astral planes and other dimensions
are the same

which would give the UFO researchers belief
some credence

yet I just cannot believe aliens come from the astral plane
but what do I know? I’m no alien researcher.

Bob Boyd

An evil SOB, he sacrificed dogs to a demon
to attempt to get supernatural powers from it

after he sacrificed the 13th dog, a toy poodle,
he gained a single supernatural power –

the power to feel the spirits of the dogs he slaughtered
biting him mercilessly

the accumulation of those 13 dogs biting him
(painful as real bites), every day and night

shocked his mind and body to the point
he died from the trauma of the unrelenting pain

now he resides in a hell with the demon
he sacrificed those innocent dogs to

that torments and tortures him
relentlessly … unbearably … unendingly.

Bob Boyd

Walking along a solitary path
in a quiet woods

to walk off the depression
from the loss of a love

I spied a fairy-like woman
walking toward me

intending not to scare her
I didn’t walk close to her

I didn’t looked away from her
nor breathed a word

but she said, “Hey, you!”
and when I looked at her

her eyes met mine
imbued me with bliss

then she turned into a swan
and flew into

a sky that turned iridescent
for a minute

as the fairy turned swan
disappeared in it

my mind was totally blown
my depression completely gone.

Bob Boyd

Alas, where have those missed opportunities
with the right women taken wing to?

Why could I not have been wiser and
have intuited the right ones in my youth
and even in older ages?

Maybe that pretty one who kept looking at
me in that store next to our high school
when I was too dumb, too inexperienced,
to see she was into me.

Maybe she could have been the right one,
the lifetime love, I’d still be with today.

Perhaps that beautiful one who
was into me that I didn’t know about
till a friend of hers told me she was years later,
too late, when she was married to another.

Lord, how I wish like with a butterfly net
I could have netted one of those
missed opportunities and been with her
for all my life.

But, woe upon woes, I never did.
I only netted, or got netted by …
the wrong ones.

Bob Boyd

They burned her to death
on the Salem green
but, lo, the gods avenged her
those who lit the fire lit their fates
one went insane, the other died
his house in flames.

Bob Boyd

One possibly could think
the psychedelic images here sometimes
blog banners at that top of this page
that I conjure them while on drugs
like LSD or peyote Mescaline
such is not the case, far from it
I create them with my imagination
tweaks and an AI Image Generator
a partnership that often creates
images mind-blowing to me.

Bob Boyd