Sometimes in less than logical moments
I imagine how nice it would be

to walk downstairs from my second floor apartment
and find a letter in my mail box

from a woman I knew in the past
with some kind or loving words inside it

sometimes in less than logical moments
I imagine it would be like the best Christmas present

at any time of the year, spring, summer, fall, winter
but thinking logically, maybe this is a sign that

despite my reclusive contentment and general happiness
perhaps sometimes I get a little lonely

and long for some female companionship
forgetting, for a moment, the drawbacks and the risks.

Bob Boyd

I don’t do traditional meditation now
I basically sit in surrender to the Absolute

but decades ago I did Transcendental Meditation
for many years

until the k energy became overstimulated
from regular meditation for 10 minutes or more

back then, two times I felt myself beginning
to leave my body through the crown of my head

right up the kundalini pathway and to where
I had no idea

both times, frightened, I pulled out of meditation
not wanting to do what I thought was astral travel

I’d heard about cases where people got lost
in the astral planes and never got back

I’d heard about cases when a person who
astral traveled and came

back to his body saw some kind of
negative entity trying to occupy it

because of these cases, I freaked out
not wanting to chance those things

even though those cases may not have
been factual

supposedly many have astral traveled
without such things happening to them

in retrospect, I should have just gone
with those strange to me experiences

I know now I wouldn’t have left my body
I would have experienced incredible

expansions of my consciousness
and maybe a taste of cosmic consciousness

as Gopi Krishna did when he had the same
rising out of the body experience

though his path after that was perilous
his k energy went up the wrong channel, pingala

eventually he got his k energy up the right channel
sushumna and attained cosmic consciousness

and spent the rest of his remaining years on earth
living a blissful, enlightened life

while I still live with a k awakening uncompleted
and have not attained the blissful, enlightened life.

Bob Boyd

She was 16-years-old and in one of my
high school classes

though I didn’t know her well, she was
always sweet and nice to everyone

I remember the day I overheard
a kid who played high school football

telling another kid how he had
had her too, meaning sex with her

what enraged me about this was
these two maybe more were

passing her around like a used plaything
with no respect or feelings for her

what was crudely called pump and dump
but, man, she was too sweet and nice

to be used and treated like a sex object
and passed around

and I always hated guys who bragged
about girls they used to others

in my code of teenage living, to treat a girl
like that was close to criminal.

Bob Boyd

Feral cats in the Philippines
don’t get the love cats do in the US

residing everywhere, somehow
they thrive living in the streets

it’s a sorrowful plight except when
they jump on the roofs

of the many single story houses
there bang! bang! bang!

and they startle and tick you off
in the middle of the night

in the US, we have cat hospitals
and countless pampered cats

they don’t know how good they
have it

compared to the homeless, feral cats
living in the streets of the Philippines.

Bob Boyd

Teenagers, they loved pranking
people with their toys

they loved giving people
a good scare

and their toys were
quite unique

and where they
lived there wasn’t much to do

for rambunctious teenagers
with mischievous minds

so like playing with remote control
cars and boats

they let loose their remotely
controlled toys upon planet earth

pranked the strange looking
people there

with their lifelike playthings
bigfoot, mothman, jersey devil and others.

Bob Boyd

Born into a f**ked up family
drug users and drunks
barely had a prayer in life
repeatedly beaten
often put down
a bully in grade school
a delinquent in high school
many disciplinary efforts
only hardened him
suspended and kicked out
sent to juvenile detention
ran away from home
survived on petty theft
and scrounging for food
at age twenty and one
a Mafioso wanna be
became more criminally
inclined and troublesome
mugging people in streets
robbing the stores of
small time merchants
one of them connected
died unredeemed in 1977
with a bullet in his head.

Bob Boyd

Ultimate transformation
expanded awareness
mystical illumination
the ego transcended
a sense of cosmic unity
feeling interconnected
with every star in the sky
with every blade of grass
a oneness with all beings
the universe vibrant
its essence Divine
feelings of joy, peace
and unconditional love
Cosmic Consciousness!

Bob Boyd

Ogres and gremlins
roamed inside her head
though they gave her
a sense of dread

they filled her ordinary life
with excitement and
peculiar pleasures

perhaps it was because
way back in her lineage
an obscure aunt or
grandmother
was married to one.

Bob Boyd

Cosmic visitors
mysterious
extraterrestrials
origin Pleiades
star cluster
6 to 7 feet tall
long blonde hair
blue eyes
physically beautiful
fluidity of movement
resembling Scandinavians
superior intellects
psychic powers
telepathic
ethereal
peaceful
benevolent
space brothers
and sisters
alleged to be real.

Bob Boyd

The vale of tears
vallis lacrimarum
rooted in Christian doctrine
the suffering, the sorrows
the hardships, the struggles
the chronic diseases
the inevitable dying
loved ones crying
in this transitory life
beneath the high times
the ecstasies, the joys
tears constantly falling.

Bob Boyd