bright winter sun
everything, even our football team
looks good
comfortable lead
out of nowhere
chest pains
patchwork sky –
a few players on the team
not cut out for this
dwindling lead –
slowly coming back to me
my therapist’s number
win goes begging
how brittle they are –
winter trees
after the loss
my daughter asks me why
we barrack for Collingwood
still awake…
50 points in front
we were 50 points in front
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.
HB – I was wondering how you might handle this one. This was a bit like the “Eight bloody one” Monty Python skit.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S9KXrRUZqtws.
Your chest pain…,A case of anticipatory psychogenic trauma
Hope the pain has eased.
Tiger supporters, we know it well.
Love your words
Loved this, HB.
Fantastic stuff.
Winter trees.
Well played HB
Loved the two books I have of yours now. This sums up a losing day. Brilliant.