Golf Poems & Verse

Golf Haiku

playing through the green
challenges and frustration
the love of the game


ripping the big dog
ball flies high against the sky
meat of the fairway


pitch from the deep rough
tight to the pin to save par
value the short game

a red sucker pin
bunkers gape and guard the green
aim for the middle

slider for birdie
see the ball track to the hole
rattle in the cup

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