Though I’m okay with expletives
I never put them in poems
Agreed they can add more than shock value
To the dramatic impact of a poem
But I just don’t feel the need
To use them in my writings
Unlike in my younger years when
I used them unsparingly
And maybe I’d offend someone
Who abhors expletives unlike me
Bob Boyd
Born a natural beauty everybody said
Blonde hair cornflower blue eyes
Popular cheerleader in high school
Eyed and pursued by many boys
Didn’t want to get tied down
Bigger dreams than just a wife
After high school graduation
Won a local beauty pageant
Seeking stardom moved to Hollywood
Wanted fame on the silver screen
Took many acting classes
Thought I could became a star like Hepburn
After many auditions got only bit parts
Worked odd jobs in between the roles
Married a famous talent agent
Said he’d make me a star like Hepburn
Got me only more bit parts
None open the door to stardom
Divorced the talent agent
Cheated on me with many women
Years flew by my chances dimmed
I got older and less alluring
A director said my shot was over
Nobody wants to sleep with you
Unable to live with lost looks
And being an undesirable failure
Drank too much booze
Got chronically depressed
Killed myself by jumping
Off the Golden Gate Bridge
Bob Boyd
Having heard the title Richard the Lionhearted
John secretly adopted the title for himself
Like a power mantra to make himself stronger
To make himself a braver, fearless warrior
To strengthen himself and his new image
He took steroids and got bigger and stronger
Became like a newborn undefeatable hulk
Drunk one night in a bar, roaring like a lion
He started a fight with a big off duty cop
Roid rage empowered and warrior crazed
Put him in a headlock and crushed his skull
Now John the Lionhearted is caged in a cell
Bob Boyd
So nice chatting with you last night
Who knew love would bloom
Like flowers in a verdant field
Like sunshine rising at dawn
Like the sweet scents of spring
When nature returns to life
When everything is brand new
Like it is with me and you
Bob Boyd
Cool night spring time
You and me together
Making memories of
Our new great love
Riding in my old ford
Throughout town
Parking at the pond
Sharing hugs, kisses
In the innocence of
Our teenage love
Bob Boyd
Ectopistes Migratorius how amazing you must have been
Flying in massive flocks that could block out the sun
Reaching speeds of sixty miles an hour
With an array of sounds audible for miles
How sad, how tragic you were hunted out of existence
Bob Boyd
You say you’re just a disabled woman,
but Anne there’s no one as uniquely wonderful as you.
At age fifty you think you’re looks are gone,
but Anne there’s no one as beautiful as you.
You dream of all the things you could have done,
but Anne you did more than enough, and
no one could ever be as loving as you.
And I must have been favored by angels in heaven
on the day I met beautiful, wonderful you.
Bob Boyd
Hello, good to see you again
I see you survived the cancer
And everything is okay again
I know things were tough going
And I know you almost died
But you’re in remission now
And everything is good again
And you’re a stronger you
A fearless warrior woman
Ready to face any challenges
That life might send your way
And you lost fear of dying
Empowered by the cancer
Refined in the fires of
All you bravely endured
Bob Boyd
He led a quiet life
Always kept to himself
Except for trips to church
A pious man on Sundays
Respectful to everyone
The rest of the week
Stayed level-headed
Until the urge returned
And he began killing
Young women again
After the urge sated
He moved far away
And became good
And quiet once again
And never bothered
Anyone util the urge
Reawakened in him
And he resumed the
Kills and twisted thrills
Until he died never
Having gotten caught
For over sixty murders
Bob Boyd
Thirty years of marriage until one day
Martha said to Arthur she’d had enough
Of his demands and control over her.
Stayed with him for year for appearances,
Pretended she was happily married
Despite his controlling her every move.
He couldn’t accept her breaking away,
Got his shotgun, tried to kill her, but
Prepared for his attempt to kill her,
She shot him first in self defense,
Bob Boyd