autumn dusk ~
the full forward
rooted in the square
autumn ~
a whole quarter
without a goal
tinged leaves ~
little bits
of good play
goalless quarter ~
still roaming half-forward
the ghost of Daicos
floodlights ~
Collingwood
overshadowed
trembling leaves ~
the winger sits under
a hospital pass
autumn night ~
the sound of the last
goal

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.
Well played HB. Proves my theory that a losing game provides the wistful ennui necessary for good haiku. Should be a bottler season for the magpies (haiku).
Thanks, PB. I think.