Round 17 – Haiku Bob – players faintly

 

winter gloom

one of our players faintly resembles

a player

 

 

 

 

not a single goal

for the quarter –

the cold!

 

 

 

 

overcome

by the cold

like Toovey’s kicking

 

 

 

 

snap from the pocket

how harsh it sounds

when they score a goal

 

 

 

 

dark clouds

no matter how hard I look

no-one doing anything

 

 

 

 

winter sun

out of sight

ten goals down

 

 

 

 

deep winter

now more than ever

we need a goal

 

 

 

 

night gathers

on the wet grass

the defender picks himself up

 

 

 

 

misty moon

all the ex-skipper’s flaws

forgotten

 

 

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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