The following tied for third place in the Poetry division of the Walter Spara Writing Contest sponsored by the Department of English and Communications in the spring semester, 2012.

Luke Bremner     

 

Bubba

Dew sits atop green blades laced with yellow.

Thick oaks pour Spanish moss in gobs

outlining open strips of manicured Bermuda

and the suns first glance starts to burn of the fog

to reveal humidity on Augusta.

 

The media and the gallery murmur quietly

behind black leather curtains

“he can’t win,” he is just a red neck”

“he is a lefty,” “he swings weird”

“he has never had a lesson”

“he can’t win”

 

Round after round the good ol’ boy

watches the top of the leader board from behind

within a drivers length, then an iron, then a put.

Until a showdown of two masters

 

Dew sits atop green blades laced with yellow

Thick oaks pour Spanish moss in gobs

outlining open strips of manicured Bermuda

Light fades on the on a green jacket

The boy from Bagdad took Georgia for a 44 long.

 

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