deep twilight
the last few claps
from the grandstand
winter’s day
in a patch of sunlight
Darcy’s mark
at the end
of my tether
a flukey goal
practising
the goal he missed
spring thaw
close finish
the crowd all pointing
their heads
dusk
will that be today’s
last goal?
spring nears
the melancholy
of an inconsequential win
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.
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