Golf funeral poem for funeral directors and celebrants

A poem can express innermost emotions after the loss of a loved one or friend.
My poetry is written to be gently uplifting and evocative, reminding the reader or listeners of the loved one or friend’s joy of golf as a professional or hobby.
My poems have been very well received at both church and crematorium services, by funeral directors and celebrants, and add a very personal accolade.

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On a tranquil morning, the distinctive metallic ting as the 
driver club cleanly hits the dimpled hard white ball,
further down the course hearing a distant shout of “fore left”
 as somebody miss-hits and warningly calls.

The long curving fairway to the 13th hole is lined by conifer trees
 and flowering summer grass, and has a mark of 3 par,
 strong westerly wind blows the ball off course into the rough 
incurring a double bogey as the ball goes too far.

Fluttering red and white flagsticks decorate the immaculate 
greens of Saint Andrew’s Old Course, golf’s historical home,
the large crowds of enthusiastic spectators at the annual Open 
Championship clearly show how the sport has grown.

Practise, concentration and precision are required to begin to
master the game, and the overlap position of the hand,
an unfortunate shot ends up in the bunker and requires the sand
 wedge which raises a conspicuous cloud of golden sand.

A coastal line course provides challenging undulations with
 flowering gorse lined paths and spectacular sea views,
the winding procession of holes and fairways are highlighted 
 with sun and dappled shade as transient clouds pass through.

After deliberation, a chip shot is required to gently roll the 
ball across the level manicured grass of the green,
coming out of the clubhouse with three other players early on a 
summer morn reveals an enticing tranquil golfing scene.

Pulling the golf cart containing an assortment of clubs, wearing 
spiked shoes and a hat to block the brightness of the sun,
after playing an enjoyable 18 holes with friends on a blustery 
autumnal day, adding up the scorecards to see who won.

Training at the range and relishing the challenge of playing 
rounds in weather fair and foul, all throughout the year,
whenever I see golfers or watch the competitions on the tv 
screen, this brings you ever closer, brings you ever near.