The duck, quack, quack, goes quack, quack
all of his life,
but
where does he go when he dies?
Does he die into nothingness,
or
is there such a thing as a duck heaven?
And if there is, does he still quack, quack,
there –
or is his incessant quacking quieted, and
he just quacks telepathically,
like
dead humans in the afterlife supposedly do,
with words or images instead of quacks?

Bob Boyd

Mountain peaks hover over the river,
aware of each other. Appraising the
colors of trees and blooming flowers,
decorating the interior of the shores,
Clouds in the sky looked ragged, a
busy haze is trying to mend them.
The sun goes down, a boat appears,
and I wonder if my true love is on it.

Bob Boyd

His friend said
get a dog instead of a woman,
as if one could just get a woman.

His friend said
a dog won’t cause you any drama
or break your heart.

When he was about to take
his friend’s advice, a woman came
into his life –

who gave him the tender loving care
that no dog ever could.

And there’s no substitute for the
tender loving care of a good woman.

Bob Boyd

Some people alleged to have been abducted,
claimed the aliens came through the walls.

More curiously, they claimed the aliens took
them back through the walls to their UFOs.

The men claimed the aliens, I think greys,
extracted their semen.

The women claimed they extracted their eggs,
supposedly to harvest humanlike hybrids.

Some claimed they saw humanlike beings in
tall oblong tubes

and members of our military at something like
an underground hospital location.

I’ve been looking into these matters for over a
year, and they get curiouser and curiouser.

And I can’t help but wonder if some of these
claims are true.

Bob Boyd

She’d been sick for three months
at age 86,

and she could feel death coming,
as if the reaper were real.

Her daughters thought she was
just imagining death coming

until they both dreamed she
had died.

And when they woke up that
morning, a call from the hospital

confirmed her mother had died.

Bob Boyd

The night felt ominous.
She sensed bad things
were going to happen.

Dark clouds obscured
the full moon, and she
heard wolves howl.

A moment later she
heard a man scream,
and she knew they had
claimed another victim.

Though she felt bad
for the man, in her mind
she thought better him
than me.

And she swore she’d
never go walking at night
during full moons again.

Bob Boyd

When he stopped at a tavern for a meal
and to ask how to get to a certain location,

heads in the tavern snapped in his direction,
jaws fell open, horror lit up faces, people
made the sign of the cross on their bodies.

Just two words were the cause of all that
frenzied commotion: Count Dracula.

Bob Boyd

If a woman you love says to you, “Don’t go there. I feel something
bad will happen.”

Heed her advice, even if you feel she is wrong.

Let me extrapolate.

Ever hear of a woman’s intuition? Maybe she’s right. After all,
it’s 50/50 she might be.

But even if she were wrong, by taking her advice and not
going, you affirm her and show you trust her implicitly.

You demonstrate to her that she has significant value to you,
and that can make her value you more.

Besides, her foreboding feeling just might save your life.

Bob Boyd

Among many things, Schopenhauer believed romantic love
is only for procreation.

Though I’m a romantic, I’ve been thinking the same thing
for some time now.

I’ve been thinking as with insects, fish, and animals
it’s basically all the same: procreation and nothing more.

To advance the species, and despite all the human
heart felt, romantic feelings, it’s just biological.

You may believe romantic love is for more than that,
and I hope you are right.

And I hope that romantic love continues in the afterlife
where it would be about far more than procreation.

Bob Boyd

According to people who have been temporarily dead,
when you die you see a life review, the good and
not so good things you did in your life.

And supposedly it’s not judgemental or punitive,
but, to me, seeing some of the not so good things
could be painful or even shameful.

The purpose, it is said, is all about your spiritual
growth. Maybe you gain knowledge about how to
act better from the life review.

What I haven’t heard is what happens after the
review; that is, where do you go when you
are permanently dead.

Of course, there are many beliefs and theories,
and different religions have different beliefs, but
no matter the claims, nobody really knows for sure.

And maybe dead is just dead and nothing more,
as skeptics believe and science supports. But
I don’t believe that.

I believe death is the awakening of a lifetime.

Bob Boyd