early resistance
over before
my first beer
shaking off winter
Swan loses
another tag
late winter squall
spot fires stretch across
half-forward
dust settles…
magpies go back to feeding
on remains
fragmented sky
Didak holding it all
together
kick out –
passing clouds
bunch up
empty paper bag
floats across the ground
filled with Richmond’s hopes
twisted branches
a leaf wriggles free
Didak goals
harsh wind –
the papers said
‘in honour of Bowden’
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.
sweet.