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

disappears

 

 

 

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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