His goal in life was
to be a great poet.
He knew the odds
were next to nil
of making money
as a poet, but he
didn’t let that deter
him.

He stayed true to his
vision, working menial
jobs, making minimal
money to live off while
he wrote thousands of
poems.

Sadly, he never
became a great poet,
only a few of his
poems were published.
And nobody has ever
heard of him today.

But he lived the kind
of life he wanted to live
and worked at what he
loved without any
compromising, without
ever giving up.

I find honor in that,
and I like that he was
never swayed by the
lure of money and of
an easier life.

And that he stayed
true to his vision
all his life.

Bob Boyd

At first … she was exciting,
alluring and, oh my, such fun.
Thoughts of her were always
playing in his mind, like
a hit song you want to hear
over and over and over.
Being away from her became
unbearable to his heart.
Six months later he had to be
with her, his soulmate, forever.
He proposed, she accepted,
and they got joyfully married.
After a few months, gradually
she began to change. He saw
the real her emerging that
she had kept hidden from him.
She became inconsiderate,
indifferent, no longer loving.
She stopped being sweet. She
had won her man and no longer
needed to be endearing.
She started being difficult,
complaining, arguing always.
A year into their marriage,
he found her insufferable,
impossible, contemptible –
until she left him for another,
much to his relief … at last.

Bob Boyd

Some people claim alien human hybrids
are working in underground military bases

here in the United States. I tend to think
that may be true, probably unlike you.

Some people believe aliens have carved
up cows surgically.

I tend to think that is probably also true, given
the many surgical precisions on many cows

Some people claim the aliens created us,
some alleged abductees do too.

I tend to think that’s nonsense, but imagine
if it were true.

And what would that mean for me and you?

Bob Boyd

She was afraid to tell her hot headed husband
about a neighbor who touched her inappropriately.

She feared he’d lose his temper and get in a fight
with the neighbor.

But when the neighbor touched her a second time,
she told her husband about the violations.

Her husband became like a berserker and stormed
over to the neighbor’s house.

A fight ensued, and her husband pummeled the
neighbor to death.

The swears and screams got the attention of
other neighbors, who called the police.

When the police arrived, her husband was
cuffed and arrested.

Now he sits in prison for decades, and, alone,
she cries herself to sleep every night.

Bob Boyd

He lived to age 99, kept alive medically.
Years of chronic aches and pains,
heavily medicated for them and more.
Dementia at age 94, had no idea who
or where he was.
To me, that’s not living; it’s being kept
alive too long medically.
I’d rather live no longer than age 85
with my mind still intact, and less
operations, chronic aches and pains.

Bob Boyd

If you’ve had a kundalini awakening for years or
for decades that has not completed,

that has not developed into cosmic consciousness,
when you die, you might be surprised

and find your kundalini awakening has matured
into full blown cosmic consciousness,

and it may be all those years or decades were
preparatory for the full flowering

once you exited your body permanently.

Bob Boyd

He always fell in love too fast. In retrospect,
he now believes it was an inadequacy.

He believes he felt unloved and not valued
as a child by one of his parents,

and this made him more desparate for the
love of a woman and too quick to fall in love.

Looking back with the wisdom he has now,
he realizes if he had his life to redo

he probably would fall in love too quickly
all over again.

Bob Boyd

I’m in the combat zone of Boston, MA,
back when I’m about 25 and reckless.

I spy a girl I went to high school with
in the combat zone all by herself.

The combat zone known for strip clubs
and hookers plying their trade there.

She doesn’t want any conversations.
I sense some shame in her demeanor,

and I sense, to my surprise, she’s
a working girl there. I wonder how she

went from a quiet high school girl to
a prostitute in the combat zone.

It’s one of my life’s mysteries I’ll never
find out the answers too.

And I really don’t want to know the
awful details of how she got into that life.

Bob Boyd

Her death caused him unmitigated sorrow;
she had been his wife forever, or so it seemed.
Without her he was lost. And he felt like he
could no longer live without her and her love.
He put a pistol to his head, but didn’t have the
courage to fire it, and put it away. So he lived
out his life in angonizing misery and died alone.
Maybe he found her in the afterlife. But many
say his ghost roams his house looking for her,
as if he never found his wife forever in death.

Bob Boyd

In four years he’ll be 85,
his hopeful expiration date.
He knows living too long
is a losing proposition.
He sees dying as an awakening,
and he longs to experience it.

Bob Boyd