every good move


fallen leaves
the ground they cover
chasing Joel Selwood


just like old times
every good move
contains Buckley


rain holding off
the forwards
can’t get near it


chilled to the bone
the felled player
motionless


cloud blocked moon —
a good chance the ball
is where Selwood is


entering time on
a goal down —
seagulls circle


rain finally comes —
wishing it didn’t end
this way


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.

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  1. Black Cats under ladders

    Apocalypse, how

    Friday the thirteenth

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