So Napowrimo has started once again. Im off to a bit of a slow start. Here is today’s poem, and hopefully there will be one every day until the end of April


One Perfect

Looking through a lens

The world condensed

His finger poised

Waiting for that moment

For one perfect picture



Trolley pulled in the midday sun

Selecting one club for a shot

Hovering above the ball

Waiting for the green to clear

For one perfect shot