Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
The poet’s partner
The poet's partner Talking metaphor and rhyme, You do it all the blooming time. Instead of saying, pass the salt, You wax about a crystal vault. You use wide-words where I use narrow, For me, a cart; for you, wheelbarrow. I'm sick of your verbal excreta, Always searching perfect meter. Showing off what you can do, Bits of foreign language, you Use poetry to saccharify, And what the hell's decree nisi?
Hobbo's Poems 
The pain of poeticism is three fold. The pain of the poet and the pain by the poet and it leads to pain for the poet. Oh what a blistered race are we?!?!?!
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🤣🤣….when first we venture rhymery!
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Hee hee hee. I’ve got the rhymatism!
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And a runny prose?
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LOL How did you know?
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Poets know it!
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😀 The force is strong in you.
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May the sauce be with you. 😂
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vindictive fun, but so pointed it stung 🙂 us poets can be a bit precious and this poem points out the ludicrous lengths such pettiness can go ; ‘verbal excreta’ , ouch —
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Don’t take it to heart, John. As you say, it’s only a bit of fun. 🙂
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it’s just that I recognized a bit of myself there, Hobbo ; it’s okay; good poetry will do that: cause some self reflection —
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Thanks. I recognise myself too! 😂
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Words are not contortionists, but I’ll be damned it mine won’t fit. 😂 Yes, there may be a bit of me in this one as well.
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Oh, I bet there definitely is, young lady! 😂
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😂😂😂 LOL of the morning, thanks Hobbo!
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😂 Glad it gave you a giggle.
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Brilliant Hobbo and bang on! 👍👍😁😁😂😂
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Thanks, Ken. 😂
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You’re welcome sir! You hit the poetic nail on the head! 👍😁
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😂 Good to know!
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So, unh, ban some poemetrists from Roget’s tome?
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It’s addictive. My name’s Hobbo, and I’m a rhymaholic!
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So. Once a week… And between meetings, if you feel yourself slipping, you have a number. Call the number.
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Okay!
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Welcome to the club 😁
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🤣🤣
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Something you and the Missus will never see 😁
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Hope not!
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No definitely mates for life ! 😁
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😂🌹
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