Hobbo's Poems
A quirky look at life from a Yorkshire poet and his dog's perspective
Love is…
Posted on 16th Jan 2021
Love is Young love should be uplifting joyous exhilerating eventful and illogical Mature love will be compromise surrender agreement sacrifice and psychological Love as it withers is boring dull average everyday and methodical But real love, true love is fulfilling caring forever sharing and magical
A modern miracle
Posted on 23rd Dec 2020
A modern miracle Love is blind Affects the brain Though marriage Restores sight again.
The generous bigamist
Posted on 18th Dec 2020
The generous bigamist I plighted my troth This was bigamy Bought presents for both That was big o' me.
The big question
Posted on 8th Dec 2020
I can not claim the credit for this short story. It was the title of a song written by Cole Porter way back in 1929. It was recorded by many people including Billie Holiday and Ella Fitzgerald. It is a great story, because again it shows how punctuation can change entirely the meaning of the words.
Hobbo
The big question What! Is this thing called love? or What is this thing called? Love? or What is this thing called love?
Regret
Posted on 19th Nov 2020
Regret regret, a luxury both can't afford if we want to move forward.
Infidelity
Posted on 17th Nov 2020
Infedelity She dissatisfies He diversifies She tries He falsifies She identifies He denies She spies He solidifies She pries He lies She clarifies He justifies She decries He mortifies She vilifies He pacifies She amplifies He sighs She goodbyes He cries Love dies.
Love
Posted on 11th Nov 2020
Love Love is a treat Best served in several courses And washed down with fine wine.
Fragile
Posted on 9th Nov 2020
Fragile Trust is a fragile flower which once broken must be carefully repaired and can never be fully restored.
Trust
Posted on 8th Nov 2020
Trust Day that we met Best day of my life. Day you broke my trust Cried myself to sleep. Day you came back I couldn't be arsed.
Curry
Posted on 1st Nov 2020
Curry The bottom fell out of my world When you left me gutted and rotten So, I went on my own for a curry Then the world fell out of my bottom.
