Long Hob Poems
Long Hob Poems. Below are the most popular long Hob by PoetrySoup Members. You can search for long Hob poems by poem length and keyword.
The Old Dark House
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 worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All...
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Categories:
hob, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
- 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 worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...
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Categories:
hob, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
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 worth being
retold each year during the deep-dark hours of All Hallows’ Eve
before the...
Read More
Categories:
hob, dark, dream, evil, fantasy, god, metaphor, symbolism,
Form:
Narrative
To Help a Hob - Part 1
There "he" stood in front of me, the deep forest behind him framing
His ancient face like an emerald halo, the growing dark of dusk getting
Deeper by the moment. He was no more than two-and-a-half feet...
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Categories:
hob, adventure, mystery, myth, mythology, travel,
Form:
Free verse
Seasons
Spring — a life anew
Prodding rays of warming glow,
sunshine.
Crusted ice and snow
slowly melting into trickling drops.
First to bloom
a crocus blue, a tulip tries to rise.
How long the wait
and freezing rain
chilled the weary bones.
Heat up...
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Categories:
hob, seasons,
Form:
Blank verse
Jackaroozapoo - You Don'T Say
Jackaroozapoo — You Don’t Say?
Someone or even something conceived or made that’s associated with
pure utter nonsense can be indeed quite real and tangible to those who
choose to believe in this particular type of reality and...
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Categories:
hob, age, emotions, evil, extended metaphor, fantasy, feelings,
Form:
Narrative
Employment Quest Sought December 11th 2021
Employment quest sought December 11th, 2021
Across cyberspace,
the following epistle
yours truly (me) doth lob
as the figurative pressure
tightens on the virtual knob,
I would moost certainly benefit
from a part time job
hence this rather goofy atypical reply
crafted (at initial
ten...
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Categories:
hob, adventure, america, angel, appreciation, blessing, celebration, humorous,
Form:
Rhyme
White Boys
Poet: Ken Jordan
Poem: White Boys
Edited by: Sparkle Jordan
written: August/1995
I want to do
just like
the white boys
do -
Wear
six hundred
dollar
shoes,
and
dress
in
the finest
of
suits -
I want
a
six figure
income,
to splurge
at
Fred Segal's,
on
Melrose
avenue -
I want to
jog
with
my dog,
while
pushing
my child
in a
stroller -
I want to
send
my children,
to
only
the best
of
schools -
I...
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Categories:
hob, black african american
Form:
Light Verse
What Have We Left Behind the Great War
When I joined and wore my khaki uniform girls lined the streets, they kissed and hugged me,
I was six inches taller and so very proud, my dearest wish was to be in France at the...
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Categories:
hob, war, me,
Form:
Prose Poetry
The Executioner As Scrambled Humorist
within the under belly of
this hob bull ling Leviathan beast
induced roaring hungry soundcloud issued
within abdominal folds
finding they in creased
never diminishing, matter
whether I turn north, south, west or east
this adult desired,
soon after he envisioned
buttered crispy dish...
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Categories:
hob, appreciation, baptism, dark, farewell, grave, mystery, tribute,
Form:
Rhyme
mischief -
the uplands of the Scottish countryside
have held a riddle, many hundred years
a meager man-type creature called a HOB
creating rumors of...
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Categories:
hob, adventure, mystery, myth,
Form:
Blank verse
The Ballad of a Shattered, Laminated, Home
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 the fire;
as mother cleaned, he'd only honk the more....
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Categories:
hob, abuse, addiction, anti bullying, devotion, family, father,
Form:
Ballad
Flatulence Upon First Date
Upon the first date (decades ago) with the gal,
whose troth aye did pledge allegiance to wed
we agreed to dine at an ex-mex eatery
in north Wales, Pennsylvania, where angels feared to tread
carefully scrutinizing bon appétit the...
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Categories:
hob, animal, anxiety, desire, fate, for her, funny,
Form:
Blitz
What the Butler Heard
What the Butler Heard
Extract from a memoir
Lord Illustrious Penge of Lampwicker Hall,
Welcomed local Toffs, to his Name-Dropper ball.
Noses upturned with a touch of conceit,
Hob-Knobbing with gentry and gentleman elite.
Colonel recalled, his luncheon with Churchill,
Discussing backbenchers...
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Categories:
hob, character, england, humor, satire, society, voice, word
Form:
Couplet
A Grand Old Lady of the North
The front bar of the Criterion is filling up,
It’s after five and the patrons are filing in.
Placed orders echoing off the old timbers
Vying to be heard and adding to the din.
The Grand Old Lady...
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Categories:
hob, history, nostalgia, places, old, old, time,
Form:
Verse
So Much and Yes More
So Much and Yes More
As she let slip her gown to reveal a shoulder so white
Her head she turned round with lips full, luscious and teeth oh so white
His lips trembled as they touched...
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Categories:
hob, funny,
Form:
Verse
A Simple Story
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 old oil lamp and candles for comfort.
The luxury of the...
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Categories:
hob, nostalgia,
Form:
Free verse
Mitten the Kitten
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 to play hide-and-seek
The fat ginger Tom counted to ten
Said “Ready...
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Categories:
hob, children,
Form:
Rhyme
Washing Up
Washing Up
It's high time I did the washing up
What a chore, What a bore,
I crept into the Kitchen, just look at the mess
Now I want to wash up, even less
A baking tray on its edge
Seventeen...
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Categories:
hob, home,
Form:
Rhyme
Rainbow Colored Camouflage
I glanced up the road and was taken aback with what I saw.
I looked again and to my surprise,
There was a troop of army guys coming down the road, all decked out in rainbow...
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Categories:
hob, soldier,
Form:
Narrative
Forgetfullness
If I had it once and now I have not
Then what was it I had and now I have not
Could I touch it or hold it and feel, I fear not
It was neither cold...
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Categories:
hob, analogy,
Form:
Light Verse
Excremental
I cooked a pie with
For my husband, the old git,
Cos he really had been upsetting me
I used a very special pastry
That was so light and tasty
To help disguise the flavour, OMG!
The carrots, leeks and...
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Categories:
hob, fun, giggle, satire,
Form:
I do not know?
Veteran's Day 2017
I just learned (via email)
from a close paternal relative Pamela Noblitt
that my paternal grandfather (Aaron Harris),
when in his prime fit
as a fiddle served
in the...
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Categories:
hob, america, conflict, courage, dad, giving, loss, november,
Form:
Lyric
Chasing Stone Swans
Half an hour catching stone swans on a very thin window ledge thirty foot from the ground is not a pleasant way to spend the afternoon. And neither is running at great speed down a...
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Categories:
hob, art,
Form:
I do not know?
A Small Child By Satis Shroff
Ein kleines Kind (Satis Shroff)
Es war Fasnetzeit,
Der Winter wurde vertrieben.
Die Leute trugen bunte Kleider
Um den Karneval zu feiern.
Isolde war gekleidet als ein Harlekin,
Mit farbenfrohem Kostüm und einer Blume
Auf ihrem Kopf.
Sie sah ein kleines Kind vorbei...
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Categories:
hob, desire, mental illness, mother, repetition, woman,
Form:
Free verse