Saw you in a dream last night,
Red dress, blonde hair, beautiful,
Slender, aesthetic, perfectly poised,
Melodious, sultry, sweet voice.
Woke up, realized you were
None of that, but despite your
Imperfections and none of
Those inflated dream ideals,
You were beautiful to me and
Better than any fake dream.
And besides I’m far from
Perfect too and so in love
With beautiful to me you.
Bob Boyd
Fish like features
Lateral line
Gills
Swimming tails
Functional lungs
Diet changing
Drastically
Limbless
Larva stage
One day
I’ll be
Living my
Best life
As a full
Grown
Croaking frog
Bob Boyd
Children so innocent
Seeming beyond sin
Close to angelic
Like little angels
Hard to understand
How some grow up
And become so evil
Bob Boyd
Soldiers marching in a parade
Boots stomping on the ground
A proud patriotic sight
A necessary deterrent
To enemy attacks
Or if goose stepping
In Nazi Germany
A part of the heinous
Final Solution
Bob Boyd
She was like a will-o’-wisp
As mysteries and ethereal
And maybe elemental
She passed by me
And said hello one day
In the hall of my workplace
I asked others about her
They said her name was
Linnea and that she had
Died over a week ago
Bob Boyd
Hit the lottery mucho bigtime
Bought sport cars and mansions
Beautiful women came after me
Said it wasn’t about the money
An average-looking dude of 33
Got me a first class trophy wife
A freakin’ hot blonde model
With a bodacious smokin’ bod
Spent my winnings like a maniac
On stuff for myself I didn’t need
And designer clothes and jewelry
For best thing ever happened to me wife
Lived like a freakin’ king for two years
Ate at the best restaurants in town
Took trips all over the freakin’ world
All was kosher and tres cool
Until the winnings ran clean out
Lost everything, freakin’ fool I was
The trophy wife left me toot sweet
For a new lottery winning dude
Bob Boyd
Brad and Sarah had a happy marriage,
Good jobs, kids, and house with picket fence.
Friends and neighbors envied their perfect love.
Brad worked long hours managing a retail store.
Sarah worked as secretary for a Baptist Church.
Sarah discovered social media, got addicted.
Pasted many photos of herself on Facebook,
Followed family and friends and others there.
Received many compliments about her looks.
The flattery raised her self esteem, enjoyed it.
Even handsome men praised her for her beauty;
Their attentions blew up her ego, kindled desires.
Began chatting back and forth with them.
Posted sexy photos of herself on Facebook.
A year later an affair and a nasty divorce.
Brad found out she had been cheating on him
With a Facebook paramour for seven months.
Brad now has the kids; Sarah pays child support.
Her Facebook paramour is with another woman.
Sarah blames Facebook for her failed marriage,
But still goes there and exhibits herself.
Bob Boyd
Lightning quick
Rarely seen
Live in
Many tunnels
Store food there
Incredibly cute
Brown and Orange
Colored fur body
Striking stripes
Cheeks puffed
Up with food
Deposited in
Tunneled burrow
Hoards
Cutest animal
Ever
Bob Boyd
He hated the way his sister always said jeepers creepers.
Although he loved all her clever pranks she played on him.
So he wasn’t surprised that after she died at age eighty seven
He woke up a day after her funeral and
Heard her say jeepers creepers inside his head.
Bob Boyd
Leaves swaying on tall trees
A soothing breeze stirring them
Perhaps the wind’s shift is
Pleasurable to the leaves and
A change from the routine
Of the hanging stillness that
Is a leaf’s usual daily life
But imagine if leaves could
Communicate in some
Undetectable way and
Leaf talked to hundreds of
other leaves they hung
Out with
Bob Boyd