four goals down
in failing light a ghost
of a chance
pegging back the lead
the moon’s slow
climb
Winter night –
so much depends upon
one good handpass
crossing the border
the sound of magpies
so far from home
buds on trees –
these rookies
could be anything
finding the thread –
a chain of handpasses
the length of the ground
leaving the ground –
a Pendlebury handpass
comes back
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.
HB,
The Pies were scary.
A definite flag chance.
That chain of handballs was superb.
And Quardle oodle ardle wardle doodle/The magpies said.
HB – good win that. Very good win.