haiku bob Round 2 – the pack’s hollow






Autumn night –
all kinds of noises
from the packed stadium






arch rivals –
it takes six men
to eject the drunk






another point pointless complaining






leaves crackle and pop goes Reiwoldt’s hamstring






slipping away
the first leaves
and our early lead






crickets –
Ball’s pulse fills
the pack’s hollow






bloke on a stretcher
ball in Cloke’s hands
both sicken me






autumn deepens the coach’s best days behind him






leaving the stadium wishing I believed in something





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 – I could actually feel your pain.

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