the shudder of bones





autumn rain —
Pendlebury slips
into the stream



when I crack my knuckles     our first goal



chilly MCG —
empty seats but not too much
to be quiet about



mist blunt air head down Ball hammers into the shudder of bones



the sun has gone off somewhere but here’s Daisy!



dusk presents itself Cloke still out in front



evening falls into gaps where Krakouer has been



pools of floodlight
some players finding themselves
out of their depth



moon set in cloud —
Daisy kicks a goal
we will never see again





About rob scott

Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a Melbourne-born resident of Sweden who spent his adolsecence in Queensland. He has also had stints in Japan and The Netherlands but calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.

Comments

  1. Andrew Fithall says:

    Thank-you HB. My favourite line: evening falls into gaps where Krakouer has been. That is just brilliant.

    I have been wondering if it is a blessing that you have a player named Cloke? On the other hand, is Daisy unseasonal?

    I trust you haven’t been hanging out with the King over there.

    AF

  2. HB – its always good reading these. The Pies look like an unstoppable train. Does that put you on a plane to Melbourne around late September?

  3. Peter Flynn says:

    Ditto.

    Dips, it’s the law of inertia.

  4. Phantom says:

    Lets hope for the sake of our previously petulent, but now perky, Pies that the law of gravity doesn’t come into play Peter.

    We could return to ‘the shdder of moans’

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