Best Golfing Poems

You’re in Palm Springs, not much to do 
But golf and get some sun
Hop on a cart, still almost dark
Get out and have some fun

Line up your shot, you’re feeling hot
You try hard not to push
But half the time, like you were blind
It ends up...

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When I went golfing with Sir Isaac Newton
He hit tee shots that were not comput’in
Though he struck balls sound
They stayed on the ground
Never making it to where he was shootin’

When we went inside to, have a tea
He showed his disgust with, gravity
I said, “That round...

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When playing desert golf I parch easy
Which then means I don’t get pars easy
So when I am done
I hide from the sun
And play eighteen whole games of Parcheesi...

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Golfing Is Great When Done Indoors

How many ways would I have to count
To finally come up with a fair amount
That to tide me over would be enough
If things got tough and ended up in the rough.

Golf games are like a bear who is grizzly
When outside...

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Can Love Golfing Game Haiku

Golfing we will go
On great course that we all know
Will be fast not slow.

Game is never grim
Sand traps are a minimum
And other obstacles.

Broke a rule or two
To liven up my haiku
Bring it some justice.

According to all
Of my great calculations
Handicap is low.

Great...

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Golfing Near A Gigantic Pond
or Old Deep and Wide

Why would you want to go down in history?
But to me it had all became a big mystery
As to why any weird women wave a wand
At a protruding golfer playing near a pond.

Obviously high over it he...

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Crookhill ladies  take the tee
On their very first “girly” golfing spree
To High Street stores they wave goodbye
Preferring sun-baked Spanish skies ,
Aperitifs in long, cool glasses
Served by waiters with tiny asses
 
No tears were shed, all eyes were dry
As they boarded EASY JET 109
On route...

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There was this Scots golfer Sir Percy Hoar

    Who dinged a poor bloke nigh hole number four

        This made the dude mighty sore

            And...

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Flock of Golfing Geese Haiku

I have heard noise
Of traffic that annoys
Was it meant to be?

Peace should be instead
As in many poems I read
Just like yours and mine.

So what I suppose
Water flowers with my hose
Soon shall start to bloom.

Make more room for me
Whose golfing game seems...

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Golf is a game for oldies, not anymore.
Youngsters, women too have come to fore.
Training hard in all routines.
Hitting straight to greens,
in least strokes;
dream
winning blokes.
Through under par means
of eagles and birdie queens.
And ingenious shots not tried before.
Golf is a game for oldies, not anymore.

15.7.2020...

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Taffy and I walk together
finding golf balls in the heather.
A true friend as we slog around
a best partner so I have found.
Wanting my dog to have a proper name
in line with respect for this noble game.
Named for rotund William Howard Taft
a golfing president that sounded...

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golfer has two shirts 
play it safe on "T " says he— 
if a hole in one!...

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It was a marvelous day
on the old fare-way
as McGee wiggled up to the ball
waving his putter, when Finn smartly uttered
"Just hit it and cut with the stall"
But 'ole McGee wanted to be
in perfect form for this stroke
So he wiggled again and, Then settled in
In efforts...

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Someone once told me, you can learn a lot 
About people on the golf course.  As I 
Swing into the swirling wind, thoughts of
Last night’s undertow pull me back in.

Are these friends mortal but without regret,
Or are they pretenders of the ©old school? ...

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Well I just love me fishing with its peace and bloody quiet,
I don’t have to worry ‘bout the ‘dickheads’ 
and I don’t have to fight.
I can spend a week out on the river doing it with ease,
and if I argue with a fish I only...

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