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  • 337.
    Springtime In New England

    The pleasant, subtle sounds of Spring, awaken you;
    The madrigal of birds, the unmistakeable sway of a slight zephyr,
    May combine, to ensure that you are taken to
    Thought of a brand-new start, as answer
    To ponderance for need of a glorious renewal;
    You need look no further, the change is done.
    It is evidence in the resplendent vernal jewel,
    As we bask in the glory that is the early morning Sun!
    The splendiferous scent of fresh-cut grass, fills the air;
    Long-dormant golf swings, seek slight repair;
    What was once stark and white, is now lush and green;
    Flowers, in a range of bloom, set the scene;
    This is springtime in New England, so beautiful, so true-
    That is, in my eyes anyway-how about you! ? read more »

  • 338.
    A New Day

    Today you are in one place, safe and sound.
    Yesterday there were so many places you were around.
    Today I hear you speaking of tomorrow,
    Sometimes scared of good bye sorrows. read more »

  • 339.

    She was cool and beautiful, sleek as a cat.
    Her presence quite filled the bar where we sat,
    Scented, successful, Business Woman complete,
    The world was her oyster, it lay at her feet. read more »

  • 340.

    Wednesday marks the middle of the week.
    It's getting closer to the days that I seek.
    Leave all papers and abandon and every file.
    For a moment be a vagabond, a marauding exile. read more »

  • 341.
    Out of your depth

    Look… through the windowpane!
    All in a streamline!
    Sitting on top of the corporate world roof!
    Differing from being on the road! read more »

  • 342.
    The Pope And Tiger Woods

    The Pope dies on the very day
    that Tiger Woods is whisked away,
    their souls rise to the distant skies
    where they soon meet with a surprise. read more »

  • 343.


    Where am I…?
    Dreams that torments read more »

  • 344.

    A very close friend is 70 today.
    He’s so lucky in every way.
    He can play golf and walk and smile
    As he enjoys life with manner and style. read more »

  • 345.

    When the days go by, I see birds fly
    In the trees where apples go so fast and fall down to the ground
    Where worms crawl and ants mound
    Into the dirt and dragons fly into the sky read more »

  • 346.
    Every Year This Day

    every year
    this day
    gets further
    i cant see him read more »

  • 347.
    The Stalker

    Talk of ill intent, or sheer coincidence
    A stalker I've got, as events would show
    She is fair, I might shelve my evidence
    But as days go by, apprehensions grow read more »

  • 348.
    u must no know me

    snotty as people get out my face
    you betta back up b4 i put u in yo place
    im like smh u just dont get it
    we in the 21st cenutry u need to get with it read more »

New Golf Poems

  1. Bo and the Play Through, Ima Ryma
  2. Golfer Gus, Ima Ryma
  3. Is There golf Course in heaven, Harold R Hunt Sr
  4. less, lee fones
  5. Fore! ..... [GOLF; sporting accidents; .., Bri Edwards
  6. Game of Life, Tirupathi Chandrupatla
  7. Mini Golf, Marshall Gass
  8. The Golf Cart, Jim Yerman
  9. No Alternative, Edward Kofi Louis
  10. This Game Of Golf, Aniruddha Pathak
  11. Adores, Lilyann Monahan
  12. Before a Round of Golf, Christopher Byrd Hickman
  13. A nice view, oskar hansen
  14. Haiku - Eagle, Allen Steble
  15. Youth at Risk, Ima Ryma
  17. Sunday Sin, Ima Ryma
  18. Self Improvement Links, Lonely People Champion
  19. Symbiosis, L C Vieira
  20. Clubs For Lonely People, Lonely People Champion
  21. THE GAME OF FAME, Samra Haq
  22. Women At Augusta National & The Masters, Luke Easter
  23. You Want To Grow Old Like The Carters, Alice Walker
  24. Will Take You To Crabhouse, Manonton Dalan
  25. Why Do You Love Football?, Candy Simpson
  26. Some Dress The Part, Keith Oldrey
  27. A Prayer To Share By Alfred Loveland, Alfred Loveland
  28. 050611G yes, be nice now, Manonton Dalan
  29. Let the man get his money, Slava Olchevski
  30. I Went Golfing, Dallin Bruun
  31. Your golf playing postmaster father was .., Gert Strydom
  32. Ariel Tiger Woods Play Off, Terence George Craddock (Spe ..
  33. An Uneventful Week, Thomas Warren
  34. the friendship of the frogs, RIC S. BASTASA
  35. REFLECTIONS, Aldo Kraas
  36. THE BRIDGE TO SUNSET, Aldo Kraas
  37. 043010b beautiful patch of land, Manonton Dalan
  38. The Golf Walk, Ellis Parker Butler
  39. To Win Another One, michael guo
  40. 041110f green belongs to lefty, Manonton Dalan
  41. The Art of Deception, Leonard Dabydeen
  42. .........Haiku.....Golfers HOLE IN ONE R.., Ken e Hall
  43. On The Tiger Woods Affair, Francis Duggan
  44. IT's THE GOLF BALL OR ME, Intensive KS1
  45. I Know Him Only As My Neighbour, Francis Duggan
  46. An Ageing Golfer's Dream, Francis Duggan
  47. Birdie on the Seventh Hole, Shoot like a.., Joe Rosochacki
  48. Hang Down Your Head Kelly Tilghman, Joe Rosochacki
  49. Tiger Woods, Francis Duggan
  50. Dad, Ron Knight
  51. Parking Team, Laura Carie Dalton
  52. For A Round Of Golf, Francis Duggan
  53. Prolonging, Pure Remedy
  54. By The River, Francis Duggan
  55. LPGA (Is Racism On The Ladies Pro Tour?), Luke Easter
  56. Golf A simple game, Gabe Anderson
  57. Sports Sports Sports Sports, Gabe Anderson
  58. The Golf Writer (To Kevin), Francis Duggan
  59. Summer, Kenny Pye
  60. Travel Haiku - Las Vegas Bali Hai, john tiong chunghoo
  61. They Tell You The Best Things In Life Ar.., Francis Duggan
  62. For One His Age He's Not Learnt Much, Francis Duggan
  63. You're Up Chuck, Ima Ryma
  64. pink, chris bowen, a.k.a to wit
  65. A Rainy Morning In May, Francis Duggan
  66. Golf Course Berlin, Gabriel SimpsonLaw
  67. Golf Tees Lament, Larry Buddin
  68. Golf 'N' Me, Ray Feasey
  69. Moon's Splendor, Krantol Northic
  70. My Sport-in Life, Stanley Cooper
  71. Take A Bow!, Ernestine Northover
  72. Doggy-style Behind the Octopus, Amy Jones
  73. construction plans should always take in.., Nat Z. Punx
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