Category Archives: Poetry

Hobby Hobgoblin

My fun, yet creepy, writing exercise result from the Arrow Rock writing workshop a couple of years ago:

Ole Hobby Hobgoblin slinking ’round the trees

Gangly, green, and gnarled

Whispering evil things

He searches out the innocent

Bids them come to me

Then tears them limb from limb you see

And feeds his family