My Golf Ball

A lighter take on a dark situation.

I have a golf ball,
But it can't play on the green,
I can't putt or hit a 4,
because it can't be seen.

I have a golf ball,
no luscious grass it plays,
it can't get stuck in sand pits,
it doesn't play that way.

I have a golf ball,
but not a flag to mark the spot,
it doesn't fly through the sky,
no Tiger Woods it's got.

I have a golf ball,
but no matter what the force,
I can't drive the ball away,
it always strays off course.

I have a golf ball,
it works in reverse you see,
it's supposed to get a hit,
but instead, it whacked me.

I have a golf ball,
but not a driver or a wedge,
only cos' it's cancerous,
and dwells within my head.

Author's Note

Feedback welcome :)

Reviews

[London's Lily]

I agree with your note about this being a lighter take on a dark situation. If ever there are opportunities when it's acceptable to make light of, or find the slightest humor in, something this serious, then you've grasped it by writing this poem (goodness, I hope that made sense, such a wordy sentence)! :)

[DJ]

Yes, I think keeping a sense of humor is important in a situation like this, otherwise you can be driven insane with all the negative thoughts that consume you. Thank you so much for liking my golf ball :)

[Hana Saemon]

Hey... i guess we are on the same boat, sitting on the other side. My partner has cancer as well. I hope you are recovering well. A lighthearted way of looking at such a horrible situation.

[DJ]

Hey, I'm sorry that you and your partner are having the experience. I hope he/she recovers well, all the best to you and thank you for your comments.