bears in cartoons are always fun and harmless
and no humans are killing them

if only life could be like the cartoons
with bears always fun and harmless
and no humans killing them

imagine if life was kind of like a cartoon
with no one getting killed and
no unhappy endings

maybe when we die our lives are
kind of like a cartoon
maybe if reincarnation exists
we keep coming back to
this uncertain life
until we get enlightened
and make it to a happy
cartoon-like life
where bears are always fun
and harmless
and no humans
are killing them

bob boyd

Happiness is great as long as things are going well,
but in a fateful moment it can be destroyed
permanently or temporarily –
a broken heart, death of a loved one, a terminal disease.
It seems to me happiness can be fragile,
yet some people seem to resurrect it despite
all the fateful moments they endure.
Maybe there really is a place called heaven
where happiness isn’t fragile and
lasts forever and ever.
Maybe that would be where you would experience
true and indestructible happiness.

Bob Boyd

They got old and stopped having sex.
He had less testosterone.
She had less estrogen.
Their love and affection
had grown so strong
over the years that the
physical side of love
was no longer necessary
to sustain their long term true love.

Bob Boyd

so many questions
so many answers
everybody is right
nobody is wrong
how does that
calculate?

so many wars
so many dead
each side feels
it’s right
how does that
calculate?

eggs are bad
for you
then eggs are
good for you
how does that
calculate?

i’ve decided not
to try to add
it all up.
i just live my
live and bide
my time
before i die.

bob boyd

We had some good times together.
Pity we didn’t have more of them.
Pity nothing ever lasts.
Maybe the good times last
in the afterlife beyond this life.
Maybe we’ll meet again there,
and the good times we had
will last forever and ever.

Bob Boyd

The old man lives a lonely life.
Sometimes he misses the company of a woman.
Sometimes he feels he’s better off without one
and he thinks about how he could die on her
or she could die on him at their old ages
or how she could be disappointing
or could leave him and break his heart.

He often wishes the need for female companionship
wasn’t encoded so deeply and lastingly in his DNA.
He thought at 80 years of age that need would be erased
but it persists like a never ending torment
to his deepening need and his ever aging lonely mind.

Bob Boyd

It’s December and the trees have lost most of their leaves.
The ground is covered with them like a blanket.
The man with the inquiring mind wonders if the leaves
or the trees or the ground are aware of what has happened.
He wonders if they are oblivious about the perennial event
or if it’s like a celebration of the changing seasons to them.

Bob Boyd

Brandon got shot down again,
four women so far this year.
He knows if he were rich
the tables would be turned.
But he works as a janitor
instead of as a CEO
and his options are far less
than if he were rich.
He plays the lottery every
week in hopes of becoming
more superficially attractive
to superficial gold digging
inwardly unattractive women.

Bob Boyd

chipmunks are rarely seen
but when you see them
it’s such a wonderful treat
the cutest little creatures
that anyone could ever see
i’d like to have one as a pet
but feel it would be unfair
to keep such a free and
cute creature confined
so i’ll just have to see
them when I can and
be content with that

bob boyd

Hard to imagine that gargantuan beasts
known as dinosaurs populated the planet
millions of years ago.
Hard to imagine the earth has
existed that long ago.
Supposedly it has existed 4.5 billion years.
Hard to imagine how scientists know that.
Impossible to figure out
what this creation is all about.

Bob Boyd