A Day at the Range

A Day at the Range

A Poem by Honeypot
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I love playing golf. I also despise it. This is a poem about the love/hate relationship I have with the game.

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Birds chirp in the distance.
A breeze gently blows
As I adjust my grip.
 
                Woosh-TING
 
A ball rifles past.
The man beside me
Shields his brow as it sails.
 
I watch as it lands.
Awestruck at the distance
Amazed it went so straight.
 
                Woosh-TING
 
Another ball flies,
Hit with a perfect swing.
Stunned I watch it soar.
 
With a prayer and a wish
I whisper below,
“Please, just like his went.”
 
My fingers tighten
Around the firm shaft
Caressing the grip.
 
Smoothly it swings back.
Eyes on the dimples
My club thrusts forward.
 
                THUNK
 
…Man, I hate golf.

 

© 2009 Honeypot


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Great write. I love the ending, what a crack up. I think everyone who has ever tried to play the game of golf will be able to relate to this, except maybe Tiger. Almost everyone will be able to relate to the love hate relationship too.
Nice visuals leading up to it also.
The beauty of golf is one good shot keeps you coming back. All those junky ones get jumbled together and the good one stands out.
Nice work. Nice humor.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Lol I am not real sure I know anything about golf. But the poem in itself was really well written and flowed well. Great piece!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

frank zappa couldn't have said it better probly.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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LOL... on no how hilarious... what a delightful read... i have never played golf myself and think I know why now, LOL.


My fingers tighten
Around the firm shaft
Caressing the grip.

This part stuck out for me cause it had a hint of naughtiness to it ;-)

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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made me laugh, not so sure i want to play anymore.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Great poem I like it.

Never tried golf I'd be far more likely to brain myself with the clubs.....

Made me laugh on a dark day and I love the ending good punchline.

Peace

Boneman

Posted 16 Years Ago


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LOL this is hilarious! So original, I love it. I really had no idea that's where it was going, really enjoyed it. :)


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A very nice read. Not perfunctory and riddled with cliche as is so common. It's not an attempt, but an accomplishment.

Kudos

Thanks for the share. I will now hold you responsible for my procrastination as I put off work for an hour or so at the range.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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I should have caught it � the title and picture � but I got as far as � as I adjust my grip � and my mind was racing off in a different direction �. foolish me!

Cleverly written and so well done � from birdie to boogie � tee time will never look quite the same �


Posted 16 Years Ago


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hahaha this was great. Thanks for the smile. Phantom.............

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

The joy and struggle of a challenging game is conveyed well. Loving it to hating it. But always wanting to do it again! Made me grin...and for that, I thank you!

Cheers!
FF

Posted 16 Years Ago


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