backing into the swell

taking my lead from fellow floreat pican andrea mcnamara this week. i too was ‘by the sea’ for this game. actually, it was a lake – and we were in the middle of it. on an island about 3 hours north of stockholm called örjung. beautiful, peaceful place with classic swedish scenery – water, forest, wild flowers, red houses and skinny dippers, including me.



football by the sea —

Krakouer only pretends

to handball


ocean dusk —

darkness comes quickly

for the Sun’s defence



sea breeze —

Leon’s perfect pass

by barely touching it


a cloud of magpies

drowns out the sounds

of the ocean



land of white beaches —

the ball ends it’s journey

where Cloke plants his feet



arms skyward

backing into the swell

Reid takes the mark



white caps —

Johnno moves through the break

and curls one home


gap in the swell —

the moon fills the space

between goals


dropping the oars —

the Pies go along

with the drift






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.


  1. Andrew Fithall says

    The haiku I love. The last line of the preamble I could have done without. #uncomfortablevisualisation.

  2. You’re with Swedish girls skinny dipping and you can think about footy?? Remarkable.

  3. Phil Dimitriadis says

    Dips, it could be a case of lie back and think of Collingwood for HB.

  4. haiku bob says

    it was a chilly weekend, so i suggested we have a sauna. it wasn’t my idea to jump in the lake.
    but when in rome…

  5. Skinny dippers
    crabs with nippers
    passers by…
    goggles and flippers

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