Haiku Bob – Round 6 – cracking boughs


cracking boughs ~

Collingwood falls back to earth

with a thud




eight goals down

like last week

never happened




Cloke shoots ~

this sudden desire

to look at the stars




reality check ~

it turns out we are where

I thought we were




deep autumn ~

the empty seats

before the final siren




whisky burning ice ~

our last hope





Cockatoo snaps ~

a cloud snuffs out

the moon



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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