round 6 – haiku bob – three quarter moon

roof closed

the game not reaching

great heights



three quarter moon the crowd just shy of full



colder nights

a measured kick lands

out on the full



turning leaves all our goals kicked by defenders



thinning trees

welcoming with open arms

Cloke’s first mark



moon locked out but Beams in every nook



closed roof

unable to break the game


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.


  1. haiku bob says

    and one inspired by the cats-brions game a couple of weeks ago during the floods…

    rainy season –
    I sink my boot
    into a torp

  2. Peter Flynn says


    Any chance of a Ronnie at the Crucible haiku?



  3. haiku bob says

    very hard to put The Rocket into words Flynny. He’s G Ablett (1&2) Daicos and Stevie J rolled into one. there will never be another. but here goes…

    troubled genius
    the pure white life
    of the cue ball

    autumn colours
    reds, yellows, browns drip
    from Ronnie’s cue

    knowing the black is on the spring in his step

    night session
    the blue

    full moon
    the white rolls
    into perfect position

    drawing me to the edge the break crosses 100

    tournament over
    the trophy winner can’t let go
    of his child

  4. Peter Flynn says



    Including a reference to the two Ronnies.

    You must be loving the perigee-syzygy.

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