by Haiku Bob
Fraser’s stoop
the long curve
of the thin white moon
crisp autumn night
Pendlebury sticks
his little gives
leafless trees
Lockyer finds himself
loose
rolling zone
the crumb gatherer wheels right
and bends it left
roof closed
does little to stop Leon
from the clouds
leaf-littered clearing
Corrie adds a new path
to goal
Leon puts it out of reach whiff of jam donuts
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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