warmer nights —
the kick-out reaches
the centre square
our latest back six
concedes the first goal
in under a minute
the old world
connects to the new
— Fasolo curls one back
late winter —
gaps in our desire
filled by Ball
floodlit ‘G’
Daisy flies in
with the gulls
nearing spring —
Didak’s sudden
fluency
sharp edge of the moon
our tight knit defence
unpicked
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.
HB – superb as usual.
Not for me the endless columns of stats & percentages. Give me your thought-provoking summary any day. It’s just like you were there.
We need our back six back – and, by golly, here they come!
In career best form, HB, stringing a few blinders together – your low altitude visit to Melbourne mid season has worked wonders. Love the Ball line (you had a contingency in Swannie if you needed him – they both extracted the digit when required) and the Fazza line (his goal you describe was very very 35esque, and luuuvvvving it).