Easter Saturday
the untrustworthiness
of a half-time lead
another autumn
last season
that was a free kick
Easter Saturday
I look to the heavens
as Cloke lines up for goal
leaves fall the lightest of touches creates a goal
shadows from end to end an unbroken passage of play
autumn light
in sun or shade
Beams flitting
autumn dusk
the dwindling crowd
at ease
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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