raising our beers
to Didak’s first
he snags another
stars far apart –
Cloke sends a long bomb
to nowhere
talk of a leadership spill –
Maxwell loses traction
on his own line
rock in the stream –
Ball stands in a tackle
of four
a mark
only Brown could take
taken again
shimmering floodlight –
the only movement
on our forward line
shorter days –
Fev puts us firmly
in the dark
night chill the sound of our club song not playing
taste of defeat lingers I walk through someone’s fart
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.
HB – perhaps the best one yet. The last line is a killer.
“A fart on you Goody Brown and Goody Fevola”
Phantom (Miller)
HB – I share your pain. I (sort of) look forward to the non-Haiku version of your report at the end of the year. I hope you didn’t catch anything up there. If you did, you could learn from our forwards – they certainly didn’t catch anything.
Dips,
The last line must have matched the fart.
HB,
Another superb pieku.
must check with the patent office to see if anyone’s registered ‘scratch and smell haiku’.
think that baby may be mine…