they fall and fall
at the feet of Cloke
autumn leaves
mid-April
the trees and the coach
turning red
autumn colour
the tattooed rover
adds his
leaves
between holding on and dropping
umpire says play-on
a goal
no one could miss
is missed
deep in the pocket
Cloke in the shine
of the dying sun
crisp autumn air
difference between the teams
clear-cut
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.
Magic HB!
Happy Anzac Day & Floreat Pica.
Lest We Forget….
Yes that is a beauty HB.
autumn colour
the tattooed rover
adds his
one of the best verses of all HB time