Best Fairway Poems

It was in the mists of morning, beneath the rising morning sun,
We had come to conquer Ft. Langley, It was me and Al and John.
We had all teed off quite nicely, on number one I scored a seven,
But Al warned me that one was easy...

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It's near midnight, whilst we moonlight walk
Palm tree lined fairway, Crickets singing
Hands clenched in loving vacationed talk
Hearts in wanting pound, Batangas is bringing
We, she and I, now amidst our intending lock
Serenity is the scene blessed by lunar watch
So late, but joyous we, soon our lips...

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miles of sandy beaches
and the hills so green
the highest peaks
and lots of castles to be seen

the wooded mountains
deep beautiful valleys
and the long fairway
line with trees

this is my home
to leave i will never
cymru am byth
wales for ever

the long terrains
for taking endless walks
proud of our accent
and they...

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A strong passion of mine in recent years 
is being on a golf fairway...
Its a place as other golfers would agree
is an escape from stress of every day...
Its definitely a whole new kind of stress
but a hand full of good shots brings smiles...
The friendships found,...

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I’m cool, warmed up, loose. I’m gonna crack this ball straight down the fairway 
all the way to the white post, clean and straight. Yeah.

I’m the king of the worm burners, oh, no, I’m the baddest Tiger of these
here woods. Ha ha, not bad, I...

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Well, here I am sitting on the golf course
Watching the fireworks display overhead
Yes, I know I'm not as big as a horse
But at least one golfer I have misled

“Kerplunk" came the ball, bouncing off my shell
Casting it deep in the adjoining woods
That’s when I heard...

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On the course at Coomealla where the Murray River wends,
Golfers hit their balls and miss the kangaroos,
Now their aim is not to hit them where a fairway shot extends,
For a wayward shot can see us golfers lose.

We had walked our way around the course and...

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Ever so silent wind with its calm 
the nature of the day is brilliant
 
Anticipation of performance consumes your 
thoughts one two three and the spot light shifts
The weight of everyone’s eyes seem to mushroom 
on your approach and the most minute sounds 
become ever...

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We were golfing in the morning
It was me and my friend Bill
We were on hole number seven
Everything was going well

I drove my ball straight down the fairway
The shot was pretty nice
Bill leaned hard into his shot
But he had a tendency to slice

It disappeared toward the...

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: adventure, beach, cry, deep, imagery, ocean, power,

BEACHED BARE FOOT PRINTS

My foot prints gladly set to the whetted sands as I stand and whiff the seashore
Missed since last year’s southern holiday visit and just as many times before
It is a good old ‘home week’ that...

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What The Enemy Meant For Evil, GOD Will Turn To The Good!

Take a good look now at some of the bad
things that have happened in our lives 
horrible things we have gone through
and yet somehow HE turned the situation to good. 

Have you had a...

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It's one a.m., he decides it's time go to the club.
He is wearing a pair of tight jeans and a white T-shirt 
tattooed to his torso. A lit cigarette in his mouth seems glued 
to the top of his lip. He walks to his own...

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My best friend is a puppy 
Who loves to be with me
He’s always giving kisses 
While he's sitting on my knee

I love to take him Golfing 
And watch him have such fun
As walking down the fairway
He’s always on the run

You get home in the evening...

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...to Charlie Hebert, my father-in-law,
   with respect and affection


Wind-swept and sun burnt alone on the fairway 
he fusses and frets with his lie; 
he's been here for ever commanding the course, 
ever since you and I were knee high. 

Golf is his passion,...

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What is it, this royal and ancient game
  that gets in your blood and under your skin?
That invites in men’s hearts a peaceful aim
  till you shank one and your head starts to spin.
Not just a game for sadists and man-boys
  though...

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