Haiku Bob – Round 4: the probability of falling leaves


last gasp win
bringing up the lot
about an old love




intercept mark
another look
at the moon




errant short passing
all these pieces of my life
leading nowhere




no goals
the probability
of falling leaves




she says ‘I do’
we agree to forget about
the result




final siren
the whisky’s grip
on my chest




wedding reception
news of the win flows through
the champagne






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.

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