The smell of freshly baked bread,
an aroma so incredibly delicious.
Once you taste it you know it’s
far superior to supermarket bread.
The only problem is
it tastes so incomparably good
that it could make you fat
by gorging yourself on it
day after day after day.
Bob Boyd
She met him in a church
right after her divorce.
She needed a guy to
fill her lonely life.
He asked her out
and she accepted.
After that first date
she disappeared
and the guy she
met left town
to attend another
church service
in another town
to find another woman
to rape and murder.
Bob Boyd
twenty years of marriage
and three kids
a perfect couple.
church goers,
family that prays together
all the markings of
a perfect marriage
upstanding citizens
husband a mayor
wife a professor
but the romance
died down in their
twenty year marriage
and they both
sought other partners
and joined the ranks
of all the broken
marriages and
many lost loves
and left each other
bob boyd
Hundreds of thousands of men dead on both sides
in a war that lasted over ten years.
Nobody won. They called a truce. Buried the dead
and mourned them.
Built monuments for them and declared the
end of the war a holiday.
If only they could have had a holiday for
peace and never gone to war.
Bob Boyd
I’ve read some people claim we choose the lives we are born into.
I find that claim hard to believe. I find it fictitious.
For example, who would choose to come into this life as an aborted baby
or a person born deaf and blind or with a terminal cancer?
I could see people or souls choosing to come into this life
with tons of advantages and with the silver spoons of wealth
or with illness-free charmed lives and with beautiful faces,
beautiful bodies and genius IQs.
But who would choose to come into this life as a child destined
to be sold or kidnapped into prostitution?
I know a bit about the soul choosing lives theory.
Supposedly we choose good or bad lives to better our spiritual growth,
but I just don’t believe we have that pre-birth option.
And if you choose to one up me and say I just don’t get it,
I respectfully think you don’t get it either. Realistically, how could
you or I really know what happens before we are born?
You’re “belief” could be right as could mine.
Whatever the truth is, I hope you and I have
better lives if we have to come back here again.
Bob Boyd
She said we’ll just have to agree to disagree.
She said that so many times I wondered
if we ever were going to agree on anything.
The only thing she didn’t say that about
was when I said we were incompatible.
Then she said we can agree to agree.
After six months with her and her
agreeing to disagreeing I have come
to hate the words agree and disagree.
And if you think I’m being foolish,
we’ll have to agree to disagree.
Bob Boyd
In an instant
your world
can change
In an instant
your world
can end
In an instant
the entire
world
could end
In an instant
the nukes
could
strike
In an instant
a bad
decision
could change
the course
of a life
for the worst
Bob Boyd
he wakes up
hearing
birds singing
merrily
the sun is up
and shining
like never
before
the flowers
are blossoming
more beautifully
than he ever
noticed
butterflies are
flitting playfully
above gorgeous
purple flowers
it’s one of
the greatest
days of
his life
because
yesterday
he was
healed of
cancer
bob boyd
the water recedes
the tide is out
the tide of his life
has receded
it’s not coming
back in
he closes
his weary eyes
for the last time
and his life
is done
bob boyd
She shuffles down the street on a walker.
Her looks have become nondescript.
Aches and pains and medical conditions
assail her worn out aging body daily.
She pines for the past when she was
young and so incredibly beautiful.
Bob Boyd