September –
Collingwood’s defeat
has the run of the house
afternoon stillness
the absent drift and pause
of Pendlebury
seconds later
Presti arrives
punching air
in nearby worlds forwards who kick goals
sun and cloud
we hit the front
briefly
day begins to shrink –
if not for his mistakes
Tarkyn might completely disappear
fattening moon –
Didak sizes up all options
gets caught
another finals flop –
riding the roar of the crowd
into the gloom
father’s day –
working on taking this loss
like a man
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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