Golf Poems

i'm not
a sports
fan but can
say i wince if
i hear the yell of

play ball
and in golf
am engulfed
by the one word

fore
before
it becomes
something more

and yet
each sport
contributes to
my thoughts what

they
say and
what they
mean meaning

redefine 
foreplay
and balls
in the game

of
love...Read More

The visit to the past
I took the bus to the village
Only it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going that way.
The only road to my house was a track.
For tractors and mules.
 In my absence wartime was hard
but...Read More

golfer cheats on score
exclusive country club course
Reaper carries clubs
...Read More

When out golfing and ready to tee
I sometimes feel a strong urge to pee
With no bathrooms near by
I throw my golf club high
While I run to find the nearest tree

10/12/19


(This was originally written for and inspired by Jan's " A...Read More

18 hole weekend golf
domesticity avoided
greatness eludes them...Read More

 ( Looking at the poems of the day or year or whatever it was- saw a poem . . . A poem? Actually called a recipe. Inspiration! --- Trans°mutilate a recipe into fungal posery. The PoserSoup diablos (devils) will...Read More

My bladder behaves through the night
Each morning my flow is just right.... 
But throughout the day 
There is hell to pay
It's bursting; I cross my legs tight

WRITTEN BY JAN ALLISON

Ladies and gentlemen please feel free to join in, send me...Read More

Alias indomitable invincible
Donald John Trump oozes wrath
inexorably plunging every species
of life toward apocalyptic warpath
mercilessly threatentens world
wide web promising bloodbath

validating ex post facto commander
in chief as nonpareil sociopath
hence... this call to arms gives run
for money challenging any psychopath
lest inevitable according to...Read More

Ask no more
Summer has mellowed, gone are the thrills
autumn beds down for winter’s chills
spring will bring on the cheers
same old, same old all those years.

pull up my pillow and pull over my cap
settling down by the fire before I nap
wood...Read More

There once was a golfer named Joe Jessop
Who liked to eat his hotdogs with ketchup
   His girl opened a bottle
   Began squeezing full throttle
Whoa! That made Joe's little putter stand up!...Read More

‘Oh I say isn’t this spiffing or what?’
says Jeremy taking the horse for a trot.
It will be pheasant for dinner which the butler will sort
followed by Havana cigars and a nice drop of port
in the billiard room where the gentlemen...Read More

Isn't golf a strange sport
In the way its fans comport

Hit the ball straight and true
All folks do is ahh and ooh

When do fans let out a cheer
When in the hole, it disappears...Read More

There once was a fellow from Bude
Who loved to play golf in the nude,
Someone quipped "that thing, 
Has a hell of swing,
He sure is one well equipped dude."








Entry for
Make Me Laugh Limerick Contest Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Tania Kitchin.
29/8/2019...Read More

Heretic condemned to burn at stake
reprieve eleventh hour granted clemency
commuted death penalty
criminal sentenced solitary isolation
rat infested dungeon ultimate punishment
doled out after protracted proceedings
courtesy amazing graceful puffed dragon
unwittingly delivered merciful respite.

Cowled ascetic busied himself
exotic gaseous/ liquified potions
tumbled, gurgled, bubbled...
lethal skull and...Read More

there's no need
it would be
love fifty
fifty

so
let's
change
up sports

she's a par
eight hole
one water
trap and

a sand
before
or after
the fifth

starting 
with wood 
progressing
to an iron but

knowing
the last is 
always the
putt

so now
down on
the green
i eye

the slope
of the shot
butt see a 
slight dip

and
in the
curvature
of the mound

i slice
to...Read More

like twins they indeed do become

warm, sleepy, peaceful bodkins

in God's universe, love and the sun



8/3/2019
8pm PST

...Read More

A golf club left or right
Depends which hand
You use to hit the ball
A bucket of white balls

Now all set to begin
Balls on the tee-swing club
Then hit-hit-try again
The ball does not move

Try again hit the ball
Now you got it! Landed on...Read More

Poem To My Dad 
In Memory 04/17/2018
By:  RobertBenThoughts.blogspot.com

It has been almost a year
Since you left us here,
For the heavenly relm
Your reward is clear.
I miss you.

Mom is doing better than before
She thinks of you daily,
She now calls me Bob
I just...Read More

I love a cup of tea.
It brings much joy to me.

I love my pretty wife.
She’s the best thing in my life.

I love my daughter Kate.
As little girls go she’s great.

I love my son Steven.
His infectious smile, one reason.

I love to...Read More

Alive as half a century passed;
I put my life to the looking glass.
Saturday morning after hitting the links;
I paused for a moment and then I thinks;
 If I traded these scores with my college tour,
I would have made A’s in...Read More

White spherical supersonic take-off
Whoosh! Eclipsing jet-like speeds
  ~ Spectators scattering...Read More

The weather in July is warm,
Sometimes I wish that it would snow.

Christmas in July I say,
Presents under the Christmas tree.

You could hear the birds chirping in the morning,
The neighbors are watering their gardens.

I think of the days when I planted...Read More

Give a child life at birth
Make it a C section or natural
Feed them warm mammary milk
Give them two parents when possible
Cloth them in cotton and wool
Give them a bath because children stink
Teach them to think and about soap and water
Take...Read More

UNQUOTABLE QUOTES: XLVIII - Tongue Teasers

If the « Yellow Race » could have invented the alphabet, they wouldn’t still be seeing « Images » when they close their eyes. Picasso, Dadaism, Surrealist and Abstract painting (including Borroughs and Gysin's cut-up...Read More

The force is catter-balled inside of it's own redemption,

You are not meandering without, or even tempered to non-survive the site,

They told us in many more trials that we don't travel in far as much as we can keep being more...Read More