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Caddie's Lament

A poem by Beverly Stock.

What do I hear when golfers cry?

When all their duffs before me lie?

Behold them not with angry look

But blot their game from my book.

Cru-sed words, good Lord, they sing

Because duffed strokes always sting.

The PGA bans and despises

Breaking clubs as sacrifices.

Although they've upset golf’s rules now,

My help and comfort I must somehow,

Give to them with inspired tongue,

“What a game! Creatively done!” This poem is a type of “Centos” (a poem combining words of more than one poet.) Caddie’s Lament includes my own verse and that of O Thou That Hears When Sinners Cry, by Isaac Watts (1674-1748) and Lowell Mason (1792-1872), as found in Songs from the Public Domain,


Beverly Stock is an American poet living in St. Louis. Her work has been published on, at, and on the Webzine Lighten Up Online.

Caddie's Lament

© 2019 Beverly Stock

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