Round 9 – Haiku Bob: lopsided moon


first bounce—
the heads of all
the beers



lopsided moon—
whatever we try ends in a goal
to them



one-way traffic
Bontempelli handballs
in the blink



under the roof
sometimes I forget
it’s a football match



meeting old friends
the team’s latest defeat
the least of our worries



night falls—
vanishing with the light
magpie song



home after a loss—
everything smells
of dog




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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. Yep, that about sums it up, HB

  2. Bill Wootton says

    Yep night sure fell, HB. Loss well lettered here.

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