Stars above keep shining on me
and on someone for me to love.

Bob Boyd

He was highly likable
those who knew him said so
none could see his other darker side
his body count over two dozen
buried in a national forest.

Bob Boyd

Of course it’s preposterous
of course it’s unbelievable
that aliens could be among us
but what if it were true
maybe hybrids created in
an alien laboratory in the sky
maybe shape shifters
shaped like humans
hard to say
maybe happening this
very day
perhaps you passed by one
last week or yesterday
maybe one is your neighbor
maybe one is reading this

Bob Boyd

Like many people who have lived
long lives, he’s alone near the end of his.
It’s kind of the way he wanted it,
peace in his shrinking years.
At least he’s still independent
not in assisted living or a nursing home.
He looks forward to his death
from a world he no longer fits into.
He longs to join the many he knew,
citizens of the afterlife.

Bob Boyd

Many women
I’ve met
now barely a blur
some I can’t remember
some just passed by
some loved and ran
some I ran away from
I can’t think of any
who significantly
stand out in my mind
though I always
wanted a soulmate
never had
even a love
of my life
maybe I’ll have one
in the coming afterlife.

Bob Boyd

He watched her combing her hair
and putting on her makeup.
His heart swelled with love for
her, and he loved watching her
doing the simplest things.
He thought a quiet prayer to God,
praying she’d be with him for
the rest of his life and even in
the next life, death not doing
them apart.
His prayer must have worked.
When they were both 87, they
died together of natural causes.
Perhaps they’re both together
young again and holding hands
in the eternal bliss of an afterlife.

Bob Boyd

He was just a teenage kid.
She was his first girlfriend.
Initially, everything was more
than wonderful.
He’d found the love of his life.
He’d found a happiness
beyond what he thought possible.
He loved her so much he said
he’d die a hundred times for her.
He asked her to marry him
when they got older.
She happily agreed and gave
him a long, meaningful kiss.
A year later, his future wife
cheated on him, destroying
their true teenage love.
Unable to live without the
girl he pledged his forever
love to, whom he vowed to
marry, he put his father’s
pistol to his head and
pulled the trigger, dead forever,
on the night his ex-girlfriend had
changed her mind and decided
to call him the next day, unaware
that it was too late … too late,
his death, her fate.

Bob Boyd

On an ordinary day on Chestnut street,
he saw a perpendicular person,
translucent and glittering,
on the other side of the street.

He looked away, frightened by the
bizarre and scary sight, hoping
it wouldn’t come after him on
that ordinary day.

He caught some luck when he
took another peek at the
perpendicular, translucent and
glittering person.

That unexplainable and weird
being had vanished, and he
wondered if it was time to
change his meds.

Bob Boyd

The older i grow
the more people
i know
and know of
in the afterlife

if i keep on living
i’ll know
and know of
more people
on the other side

than on this
living side of life
that is living
in bodies

i’ll know
more of those
living in spirits
the disembodied

and i
look forward
to leaving
this old body
and joining
them

reborn and renewed
in the reunion
of the dead

Bob Boyd

Dating was easier in the past
less choices
people valued more
than with apps
and many choices
and disposal people

in the past
face to face
friends of friends
blind dates
fix ups
parties
various events

no catfishing
no fake photos
more respectful
less criticisms
realistic expectations
less $$$ emphasis
easier decisions
easier to find love

Bob Boyd