Mohan Chutani Poet Free verse

Golf On Sundays

I play golf on Sundays.
On fairway, I hit straight.
Hitting ball with iron clubs
ball soars high in air
It is such a sight to 
watch it soar and land
at a spot you aimed for.
Pushing it for a putt
I put it in a cup with a flag
and try to win my match
with par or low count
such as  gaining a bird.
A drink to mark finish
of a good occupation
along with your fourballs
is a satisfying finish.

26.7.2020
Lipogram Poem Poetry Contest
Sponsor Emile Pinet

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V. Deepa July 27, 2020 at 7:00 AM Hello Mohan Sir, Glad to know that your Multi-talented:-) I don't play golf but i enjoy watching match being spectator and cheering the players.:-) My best wishes for you in the contest. Take care.Warmest regards~Deepa:-) Mohan Chutani July 28, 2020 at 4:04 AM Thankyou so much Deepa for your wishes. Hope you are doing fine