Haiku Bob – Round 17: the last break

 

holidaying ~
the ball gets kicked forward
mindlessly

 
falling behind ~
the morning mist
hangs around

 

 

sunrise ~
all necks craned towards
the Son-of-a-gun

 

 

gentle breeze
casually gliding here and there
~Bob Murphy

 

 

four goals down
at the last break ~
I take my coffee black

 

 

a seabird
disappears in the water
we come up empty-handed

 

 

another defeat ~
the place in my knee
where it hurts

 

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.

Comments

  1. Steve Hodder says:

    Every week, very good.

    Onya

  2. haiku bob says:

    Thanks Steve,

    Means a lot to get comments like this.

    Haiku is as misunderstood as Adam Goodes.

    But not nearly as important.

    Cheers,

    HB.

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