Short Fairway Poems

To be read in the voice of Thurston Howell, III
from "Gilligan's Island"

At the club
we drop Poetrysoup
premium memberships
like names
on a social calendar
Binky and Nadine
drink more Bloodies
than I have had tees
on the fairway
Their mansion
rages rococo
For minimalists
they really
are too much



6/1/17...

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Imagination is a place with no boundaries and no zipcode
Imagination is an opportunity to visit anywhere, anytime, anyhow
Imagination is a state of mind
Imagination is a way to transcend terrible circumstances
Imagination is a bridge over the mundane
Imagination is a fairway for  creating solutions
Imagination is a galaxy of inventions...

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On the Fairway Street
Covered with pine trees
I want to walk with you
Underneath this dark clouds
I have my umbrella with me
In case it rain we are covered
Don't fear if darkness gets in
I'll be your light to guide you
Just hold my hands to get courage
Just be near to me I'll hold you tight
How far our walk it will be synchronized
How far we go I'll be there for you
How far our life we lead I'll go with you
Till we get old I'll walk with you....

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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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