The Fox and the Wolves (Set to the tune of Rush’s song “The Trees”) There is unrest in the forest, There is trouble in the trees, For the wolves spotted a red fox, But the fox escaped on skis. The trouble with the wolfpack (And they quite insist they’re right) Is that they think the fox too simple He will fall beneath their might! But the red fox...
Something a little different today – a guest poem by David Magness of Arlington, VA. David did a nice job with this, and I edited it ever so slightly to get the meter perfect. Bravo, David. See you on the links soon. P.S. – Up next, my reviews of River Bend Club, Old Town, and more from Tobacco Road including video! A GREAT DAY ON THE COURSE Golf is such...
Something a little different from golf today – my new poem “Jazz Cat.” Hope you like it:) We’ll get back to golf tomorrow. The Sound and the Furry of the One and Only Jazz Cat By Jay Flemma, © 2011 All Rights Reserved Quiet li’l tabby who sits on the sill, Dozing and yawning and stretching until The last ray of sunset will fade from...
I’ll have the entire story for you in an article later this week, but I co-wrote this poem with pre-eminent golf course architect Robert Trent Jones, Jr. It seems that the Red Course at Royal Dar-Es-Salam, the first truly great golf course in the Arab World and an important course in the portfolio and legacy of Trent, Sr. may be completely redesigned in an...
Our Green and Gothic Home The joyous daybreak’s shimmering light Reveals a blessed, stirring sight, Fair Garden City, beaming bright! Our green and gothic home. The world may clamor all around, But tranquil solace have we found. Where Emmet first broke fertile ground, And Travis’s name is renowned, Now countless champions are crowned. Our green and gothic...
Some of you will remember by article last year called “Colonial in Winter, The Yellow Rose of Texas.” Well I’ve turned it into a new golf poem. Hope you love it! THE YELLOW ROSE OF WINTER Though winter’s chill should bring dismay To all the garden’s green array And verdant cloisters fade to grey When leafy towers fall away Colonial...
In addition to writing up the final round at Sawgrass, the next big live coverage event is just around the corner. I’ll be covering the 100th annual Travis Invitational next week from Garden City Golf Club. The Travis is one of the country’s pre-eminent amateur golf events held at one of the country’s most venerable courses. 120 of the...
Happy Birthday America! For a little perspective, I am continuing a tradition I started last year, by reprinting one of my favorite Fourth of July remembrances. For those of you scoring at home, I’ll also celebrate by playing golf with my dad. I have a poem by Harvard University and Trinity College’s own Sophie Wadsworth, poet emeritus. It’s called...
I’ll be covering the 99th annual Travis Invitational next week from Garden City Golf Club. The Travis is one of the country’s pre-eminent amateur golf events held at one of the country’s most venerable courses. 120 of the nation’s best amateurs, including many USGA Champions, will play a stroke play qualifier on Friday to fill out 6...
What do you get when you mix a classical education, a rhyming dictionary, too much soda, and a lot of patience? St. Padraig and The Monster! I’ve been asked by Jeff Shelley over at Cybergolf to do some more notes and comments about writing it, but here’s a few for now: 18 stanzas, one for every hole on the golf course. I finished it on my cousin...