Golf Poems & Verse

Now I Go to Play Some Golf: A Poem

I will enjoy - and I really mean that, but still use the term loosely - my first competitive match of the season tomorrow. The hallowed tradition of Spring Teams goes on! I tend to suffer a few first tee nerves… tonight, I will lay down to sleep and converse with the golf gods.


Now I Go to Play Some Golf

Now I step to the first tee
Golf gods, please, do comfort me.
If I should take a perfect grip
I’ll make my turn and let it rip.

Now I make my second shot
Golf gods, please, let me shank it not.
If I should make it on in two
My faith in you shall be renewed.

Now I step upon the green
Golf gods, please, give me a read.
If I should roll it in the hole
For a birdie, I would sell my soul.