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Reflection

Reflection. What is it to you?
Reflection. What is it to me?

To me, it is a look back into yesterday
In search of ancestral wisdom.

To me, it is a beneath the surface consideration
Of my present situation in hope of obtaining
Gratification and a measure of growth herein.

To me, it is a hopeful and visual anticipation
Of a better tomorrow.

To

Trews

When the wind chimes high
when the wind chimes low
through the links
in his kilt he'll go
all the lassies say hello
Donald where's your troosers?
A slimy heel slippery eel
tho' no feared he'd take the fall(s)
he lost his breeks on the course
where caddies dropped (all) his ball(s)

With apologies to Andy Stewart (1933 – 1993)

Amateur Golfer

You’re trying to hang tough
But your ball is in the rough
Don’t throw a fit
Just think then hit
Forget all that pro stuff

At The Side

Dark days have come and gone and I am still lingering on the lawn, long painful nights have robbed me of my sleep and sometimes it makes my spirit weep. I have already ran a thousand mile and the shadows moving in the sky understands my innate cry but the moment quickly fades away and

Fore

Scots golfers do not 'golf'
as they say in the U.S.A.
invented in Scotland
it's as they ought
a sport the Scottish play
the first tennis player
known by name
(Louis X)
did not 'tennis'
when he played the game
even so I may one day
bend my elbow
consider the racket
and give it a go
looks like the language
is slowly downward drifting
and come this Christmas
you won't see

Drive

Low flight that bends
The whorling sphere
In whistle-talk bounce-stops

Grass stains that streak
The dimpled-egg sitting white

March!  March!  On and on
Then climb the air-ladder
And peak in the blue

Slide!  Slide!  Down and down
The grade so swiftly weak

Impact flat, deepen, kick
And gently sit up
Arrogant
Free…

Again we meet and dimpled, smiling
You tease me openly to test
Your whistle-talk, marching,

At long last

How tensely fraught with nerves was Rory
When entered in the Masters again
Never  before there a victory
Rather his efforts had all been in vain
Right there his head had to be OK
To don the green jacket  there and then

fairways

Lisa and I played a round of frisbee-disc golf today—let’s reminisce.

I love the ‘live performance’ of sports, how you must physicalise
discipline. You get this instant feedback that you have to own and
lean hard into. The being present to adjust, the internalised mechanisms of performance—the ‘liveness’—is the most exciting thing about sports. And, of course, the

Mastery

It's a game, that in order to play it well,
    Requires strength, and precision with touch.
Where no one would claim to be born with it,
    But it's acquired by long hours and such.

While it's mentored and played mostly socially,
    The lengthy practice is a solitary pursuit.
When

who just got teed off

Tariffs spanked my 401k
The shank-the-ball king had to say:
I will never flub
I’ve used the right club
Just check out my lie on this play

I Close Me Eyes

    deep down in me gut
    i know i shan't sink this putt

        so, i close me eyes
        and to my surprise

          i knock it right

Attention -- Golfers and Voters

    For a secret ballot forever 

       Keep your mouth tightly shut    

          ~ just like when you three-putt

Donald and Elon

Donald and Elon
If Trump and Musk 
had a baby
What would the baby's name be?
-Obama

The Life and Times of a 'Pro Jock'

    His spine curves right, then left
      one shoulder lower than another
    A hitch and a wobble in his gait
      couple shots of whiskey tempt fate

    A caddy, he calls himself a ‘pro jock’
  

Robert Sherriff Golf Humor Story

Robert Sherriff - Australian - Poet -Author - Singer - Actor - American Historian – Photographer- Dedicated TO Jarryd Health Peter Les Sherriff
Golf Humor Story
As I sauntered along the lush, green golf course fairways, the player ahead slowed to meet me. With a grin, I inquired, "How's your game shaping up today?"
Turning back, he met

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