round 6 – haiku bob – three quarter moon

roof closed

the game not reaching

great heights

 

 

three quarter moon the crowd just shy of full

 

 

colder nights

a measured kick lands

out on the full

 

 

turning leaves all our goals kicked by defenders

 

 

thinning trees

welcoming with open arms

Cloke’s first mark

 

 

moon locked out but Beams in every nook

 

 

closed roof

unable to break the game

open

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. haiku bob says:

    and one inspired by the cats-brions game a couple of weeks ago during the floods…

    rainy season –
    I sink my boot
    into a torp

  2. Peter Flynn says:

    HB,

    Any chance of a Ronnie at the Crucible haiku?

    Cheers,

    Flynny

  3. haiku bob says:

    very hard to put The Rocket into words Flynny. He’s G Ablett (1&2) Daicos and Stevie J rolled into one. there will never be another. but here goes…

    troubled genius
    the pure white life
    of the cue ball

    autumn colours
    reds, yellows, browns drip
    from Ronnie’s cue

    knowing the black is on the spring in his step

    night session
    the blue
    disappears

    full moon
    the white rolls
    into perfect position

    drawing me to the edge the break crosses 100

    tournament over
    the trophy winner can’t let go
    of his child

  4. Peter Flynn says:

    HB,

    Superb..

    Including a reference to the two Ronnies.

    You must be loving the perigee-syzygy.

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