murky stars
the air heavy
with Presti’s absence
deep winter
the mating season
for misdirected kicks
moon glint
a daisy among the weeds
of our forward line
night mist
Leon turns
expressionist
another behind –
a seagull sails between
the big sticks
slow moving clouds the full-back caught napping
Leon
the goal
the crowd
Presti
where he was
before the fog
About rob scott
Rob Scott (aka Haiku Bob) is a peripatetic haiku poet who calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.
September
again we try
(missed) in our eyes