Early Golf – Golf Poetry

EARLY GOLF 

COURSE heavy, 
Grass wet, 
Slip, slide, 
Cuss, fret. 

Game over. 
Got beat. 
Bad case 
Cold feet. 

Pay caddie, 
Pay bet. 
Run home 
And forget. 

Next day, 
As before, 
Back again 
For more. 

J. H. Smith in Lyrics of the Links, published in 1921

My two favorite times of day to play golf are at the bookends: first off the tee in the morning, of on a tee time that lets me be the last to finish in the evening. I love watching the sun sparkle in the dew on the grass at Washtenaw; I equally love hitting my last shot in near darkness over the pond on eighteen.