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The Word is “Golf”

How would you respond quickly if the word “golf” were tossed your way? The poem below imagines how a variety of golfers and others might respond. If you would like to add a stanza leave it as a comment for readers to enjoy.

The Word is “Golf”

Lighting round: “golf,”
What’s the reply?
For the driving range golfer
It’s just likely a sigh.

But a hacker, determined,
Might answer this way:
“With a little more practice
I’ll break 90 one day.”

The frustrated golfer,
His name could be Morrie,
Might offer a drink
And tell a sad story.

For the erratic duffer
Who just hit a slice,
The words would come quickly
None of them nice.

A pro might just smile
Turn his or her back,
Tee up a ball
And give it a wack.

A MAGA politician
Would respond with “Come on,
There’s only one answer,
The answer is Don.”

But you and I know
Just what we’d say,
Our singular reply:
“When can we play?”

Leon S White, PhD


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02/06/1936

My poems are often short with somewhat unexpected endings. The poem below fits that description, but in a unique way. You may not see the last  two lines coming, but up to today, neither did I! 

02/06/1936

The number is 90
The goal is to break it

In golf to go lower
In life go to higher

My good luck
I’ve now done both.

Leon S White, PhD

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The Riyadh Cup

This week, LIVs golf season opens at the Riyadh Golf Club. My thoughts.

The Riyadh Cup

The Riyadh Cup
When it made the scene
Was new to golf
And filled with green.

Giving endless cash
For players willing
To forsake the Tour
And make a killing.

With random teams
Unlike the true Ryder
It's affect on golf
An unfortunate divider.

Leon S White, PhD