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Poems About: GOLF

In this page, poems on / about “golf” are listed.

  • 337.
    For Whom The Toll Booth Tolls

    The futility in going nowhere should lead
    One to contrary conclusions of turning around
    I have been going nowhere for some time
    Chosen roads like interstates bloated with traffic read more »

    Ted Sheridan
  • 338.
    Danny's Option

    Her flowered dress and fresh smile
    Belied drugged, pained nights
    Under the Jamaica Avenue El read more »

    Liilia Talts Morrison
  • 339.
    the elephant

    waiting in the doctor's office
    perusing the literature
    left tactfully on the
    waiting room table read more »

    alexandre arnau
  • 340.

    While bodies bloated in dark water
    floated past news dinghys
    W was making mincemeat
    of Karl on the ping pong table read more »

    George Murdock
  • 341.
    All Cove

    The patient fog sounds and slowly surrounds
    The cabins and lands by All Cove.
    It travels with alarm-fresh smells
    Of unravelled greens through courteous beams of moonlight. read more »

    R.J. Bevans
  • 342.
    George, Lou, Morrie and Sam - Sonnet

    The four sages sit determined not be asked
    To do anything but talk and talk and think
    About long forgotten girlfriends and drink
    Tea in paper cups or decaf coffee slowly sipped read more »

    Lewis Eron
  • 343.
    Tomas, Mystery Man

    He had an albatross,
    Being a Coleridge fan,
    He'd information toss,
    This former Black and Tan; read more »

    Linda Hepner
  • 344.
    Get Off My Black

    Color of my skin
    Is how you judge me
    Darker than you
    Is the mark of a dangerous man read more »

    Ramona Thompson
  • 345.
    There's Snow In Olinda

    The high road closed to traffic you can't drive that way
    And in the high mountain village kids with snowballs play
    And it snowed in Olinda four inches today
    In the coldest part of Sherbrooke some venture to say. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 346.
    We Are Near Life's Finish Line

    I feel happy for you mister on your huge superannuation payout
    You've earned it so you can relax that's what life should be about
    You and your wife can dine out better now and drink more expensive wine
    Yet you and I only one thing in common share we are near life's finish line. read more »

    Francis Duggan
  • 347.
    The 'Poem A Day' Project ~ Day 210

    Gather round I’ll tell a tale
    The saddest tale I’ve told
    Will make you weep and sniffle
    And your blood will run so cold read more »

    Flying Lemming
  • 348.

    time for some music
    it's time
    the time is now apparently
    to get the I=pod module and to stick it in your ears read more »

    Rcd Bck
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