grey skies
we show nothing
to half-time
winter darkness
our shortcomings
so clear
sun in the clouds
finally we find
a pulse
before the downpour
a flood
of goals
sheets of rain
the deficit
erased
rain squalls
one Swan
keeps bobbing up
winter rain
the grandstand overflows
with jubilant fans
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.
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