Haiku Bob: round 10 – stars far apart

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 peripatetic haiku poet who calls Victoria Park home. He writes haiku in between teaching whisky and drinking English, or something like that.


  1. HB – perhaps the best one yet. The last line is a killer.

  2. “A fart on you Goody Brown and Goody Fevola”

    Phantom (Miller)

  3. Andrew Fithall says

    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.

  4. Peter Flynn says


    The last line must have matched the fart.


    Another superb pieku.

  5. haiku bob says

    must check with the patent office to see if anyone’s registered ‘scratch and smell haiku’.

    think that baby may be mine…

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