Best Hob Poems

The Old Dark House

This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each...

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This tale of “The Old Dark House” is one that’s replete with a
most horrid sense of pure evil and macabre, and is worth being
retold each...

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Mitten the kitten was black as the night
Apart from his tail which was perfectly white

All of the cats got together each week
In Mitten’s big garden...

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Jane had a stutter
She took her time to speak
Her little sister Lucy lisped
Which sounded rather sweet
Her father had a loud voice
He was master of the...

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My pure white pumpkin,
well, maybe more a gourd,
was given to me, free.
Now that, I can afford!

I mustn't waste this gift,
for it came from the heart.
I'll...

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Halloween Treat

This
Cold night
Of such fright—
This Halloween
Scares the Bejesus
Out of me for sure since
I fear being the fresh treat
For the Devil’s big appetite,
And his desire to...

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The shop floor view of the newly promoted

Oh to be the factory foreman and to wear a posh white coat
Just the thought of all that...

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I was born in 1943
in a rural backwater safe from the bombs
also a safety net still akin to the 19th century.
Neither electricity nor gas
only an...

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Hard of Hearing.

I went to visit Gran
to brighten up her day.
But that crazy batty women
never hears a word I say.

She moans and groans of aches...

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Ode to a Writer

Who will find it?
my consonants of Gold, 
and vowels of Silver,
my pearls of poetry,
and rubies of writing,

Who will find me?
So, I can...

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I remember living in one room dingy and dire 
with old lino on its rotting wooden floor. 
I remember crystallised spit dangling from guard at...

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All around the house, in the dead of night.
   Peering through the window panes, keeping out of sight.
   Lurking in the...

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The Frozen Ghost

All Hallows’ Eve conjureth yearly an evil of such a mythic yore,
As a ghastly icy specter walketh silently now through our door! 

This...

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Internet Down Again!

My broadband connection is off, 
And has been every evening, 
Since i upgraded to Infinity, 
Frustration has proximity. 

Anger is on the hob,...

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