Haiku Bob: AFL finals – week 2 – closer to oblivion

night trickles in…
Maxwell’s early blunders
clear as day

 

a flock of Crows
only one of them
carrying the ball

 

unseasonal heat
a detectable haze
across the forward line

 

another September
Leon’s basket of tricks
snapped shut

 

white-hot moon
we edge closer
to oblivion

 

blustery wind
the less polished among them
standing out

 

game-twisting northerly
Johnno lobs one
on the prevailing current

 

bedraggled moon
Thomas runs
with what’s left of him

 

one minute left
one point down
my unreliable wisdom
kicks in

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. HB – magnificent. I wonder how many times Pie supporters said to themselves “Gorn” on Saturday night. They are hard to kill these Pies.

  2. Andrew Fithall says:

    Beautifully done HB. Given your obvious fondness for the moon, I think we need to find the significance of Brad Dick referring to John Anthony as “Jackie Moon” in his post-match interview.

    And well done the other night at Dantes. I enjoyed it. Perhaps we should have a selection at the grand final eve lunch. Daff?

    Again on the other evening, I asked my 12-year-old daughter her opinion – “They’re were a lot of wierd people. And I mean really wierd.”

  3. Phil Dimitriadis says:

    Great stuff HB,

    NEON LEON must fire this week. Love the line about ‘unreliable wisdom’. Think a few of us experienced it that night.

  4. Great stuff as always, HB. I think

    “blustery wind
    the less polished among them
    standing out”

    beautifully sums up Friday night’s game as well. There wasn’t much polish to be seen on either side (Griffen one of the few exceptions, at last). But in the Dogs favour, where polish wasn’t, grunt was.

  5. thanks boys.

    great to see you at the reading on sunday andrew. (take note gigs). and i hope your daughter wasn’t talking about me. tell her it got weirder after you left…the footy haiku went down well – some punters even gave it a go in the open mic section.

    yes, unreliable wisdom – all those things that start ticking over in your head as your team stands on the verge of oblivion. things that will give pause for consideration, but you know damn well will not make you feel any better. you know….’geez, we were stiff with those free kicks to tippett’, ‘we would’ve beaten them on an 8-day break’, ‘maybe next year’, ‘why did we play medhurst?’, ‘what about rusty’s game!’ etc…

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