first bounce the calm of dusk disperses green shoots spear through charred remains Cloke finding form no breeze to speak of the moon at the scoring end artificial light Daisy’s goal fanciful Presti repels another attack moths bash into floodlights wondering what it is that makes Jack kick so straight [Read more]
Haiku Bob: Round 13 – the lull between goals
July 1, 2009 by Leave a Comment
the lull between goals saturday afternoon the full forward rips the ball from the sky Didak props the way the forward line opens up before and after the final siren – Dick’s grin Harry begins the journey back to where he was before the goal [Read more]
Haiku Bob: Round 12: The floodlights hum
June 24, 2009 by 2 Comments
low crowd Didak and the floodlights hum trails in the dew two wayward brothers cross paths leaf veins the burly spearhead lays bare his frailties rain weary sky Cox gets caught gets caught again longest night the Swans catch us late in the third from the [Read more]
Haiku Bob: Community Cup — shifty winds
June 23, 2009 by Leave a Comment
pre-match the dressing room fills with smoke Community Cup – decked out in team colours the family dog in the clinches beer guts hold right of way burly rover streams forward way up ahead his former self rain comes the crowd on the hill unmoved [Read more]
AFL Round 11: cloudburst by Haiku Bob
June 10, 2009 by Leave a Comment
cloudburst Queen’s Birthday the number one pick rubs shoulders with the best this day looks no different yet eight unanswered goals dark clouds and Presti shut out any light cloudburst – goal sharks spill over themselves for [Read more]
Poetry: Twilight by Andrew Gigacz
June 4, 2009 by 1 Comment
Twilight by Andrew Gigacz Footy is not for Twilight Footy is for Highlights and Lowlights And Friday night Floodlights Twilight is not for footy Twilight is for Goths For Stephanie Meyer and Bella Swan It’s not for footy Twilight is for teenagers and Kristen Stewart It’s for [Read more]
Poetry: Bill and Bob
June 1, 2009 by 3 Comments
Bill and Bob By Phil Dimitriadis Bill played forward, Bob played back, man on man, the olden days. Body hair, Brylcream, going the whack. Arch rivals these clubs remain, two young men with a bitter secret, who [Read more]
Haiku Bob: inside the arc
June 1, 2009 by 4 Comments
by Haiku Bob inside the arc half moon just the one man inside the arc first chip out wide I reach for my beer night dew the world wobbles on Swan’s kicking moon-punched sky Harry squirts [Read more]
Haiku Bob: poking holes
May 26, 2009 by Leave a Comment
Dreamtime – end to end Leon poking holes in the rolling zone real-time TV Pendlebury spots targets out of picture Anthony shoots – the moon post-high Indian summer we suddenly kick it to the hot spots [Read more]
AFL Round 8: (FPS) Haiku Bob – gathering gloom
May 18, 2009 by Leave a Comment
gathering gloom before and after defeat piles of dead leaves colour my thoughts old rivals enter the fray – dark clouds all our perfect passes during the warm up leaves twist and turn we fall under Judd’s spell drifting clouds Anthony pulls another shot for goal dappled light all our short passes too short autumn [Read more]
FPS: bottom falls off by Haiku Bob
May 13, 2009 by Leave a Comment
bottom falls off more than once this love has pushed me into misery monday night football white collared footy jumpers brittle night the bottom falls off our game plan the moon outside many of our kicks go [Read more]
Poetry: ‘Achtung Mick’
May 12, 2009 by 2 Comments
Achtung Mick! by Phil Dimitriadis The Boundary line is his best friend. His moustache bristles at ‘their’ mistakes. Nobody else seems to comprehend, only he appears to be awake. It’s everyone else’s [Read more]
Poetry: Why we got beat
May 11, 2009 by 1 Comment
WHY WE GOT BEAT by W.A.G. Walker Acky ad an ankle Gazza ad a groin Clarrie ad a corky Herbie ad a hernia. Harry ad a hangover Pete ad piles Dezzy ad a dose Morrie ad a migraine Charlie ad a crucial. Trev ad the tom tits Albie ad a achilles Con [Read more]
Interstate Hell With the AFL
May 6, 2009 by 3 Comments
Background: When the TV rights changed from Channel Seven to Nine during the previous agreement it resulted in Friday night footy going from an 8.30pm time slot to 11.30pm . This caused immense frustration to viewers north of the Murray. I expressed my frustration in a poem. INTERSTATE HELL WITH THE AFL (2002) A national [Read more]
Little Voices
May 5, 2009 by Leave a Comment
by Vin Maskell We drank tea in the kitchen on the hill Listening to the players wandering Looking for their football in the fog. The kettle boiled, the whistle blew The steam from the cups Caressed our faces. Below in the white still darkness The players kept calling: Nicknames and coaches’ orders. A [Read more]
Thin white moon
May 4, 2009 by Leave a Comment
by Haiku Bob Fraser’s stoop the long curve of the thin white moon crisp autumn night Pendlebury sticks his little gives leafless trees Lockyer finds himself loose rolling zone the crumb gatherer wheels right and bends [Read more]
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