Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
The poems I write
Posted on 28th Jun 2021
The poems I write
A poem I write
May make you laugh,
It could be trite,
Or daft, or naff.
The poems I write
Are sometimes true,
These poems can bite,
May get to you.
The poems I write
Could make you cry,
Squeal with delight,
Or wonder why.
The poems I write
Are not highbrow,
I keep them light,
Well anyhow..
The poems I write
Are not too clever,
They may excite,
But, I would never
With poem I write
Claim things untrue,
Be too forthright,
For I need you.
A poem I write
Needs to be read,
Your fire ignite,
Or words are dead.
The poems I write
I share with you,
And at their height,
They may just do!
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For the love of reading
Posted on 19th Jun 2021
For the love of reading
There is little to beat
Diving into a good book,
Immersing yourself
In the characters,
Swimming around
In the plot,
Discovering
Its mysteries,
Then climbing out
At the deep end
Completely rejuvenated.
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The Bookworm
Posted on 14th Mar 2021
The Bookworm He devoured the novel From cover to cover. Un-put-down-able, He said to his lover. "Have you quite finished"? She asked him, in bed. "I think so my darling, Yes,take it as read".
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